Lucky Boys Confusion and Spitalfield

A latest offering of America’s windy city, Lucky Boys Confusion play a rampaging, rollicking brand of anthemic punk rock. It’s like the best you can remember from your skater days listening to Rancid, NOFX and the Dead Kennedys, wearing pocket chains and nicking Buds from your dad’s bar fridge. If those days are still ongoing then, in the spirit of pop-punk, Lucky Boys Confusion salute you.
They play a mish-mash of punk, ska and hip-hop and have had a whole bunch of records come out on Turnstyle and Elektra. They played all their bangers including Hey Driver and Atari from their 2003 effort, Commitment, as well as some earlier tracks off Growing Out of It and The Soapbox Spectacle EP.
They’re energetic, frenetic, sweaty and boisterous and so is the crowd. They are young and old, professionals and punks, skaters and jocks; all the riff raff imaginable, all triumphantly chanting along to the classic Lucky Boys choruses from years back. Something can be said about a band whose fans are so loyal as to know all the words to songs put out over a decade ago. Some things will never die.