Alestorm live at the Garage.

Posted on February 21, 2012



The Perth based Alestorm return to Scotland for one date on the Useless Drunken Bastards Tour and stop off at the Glasgow Garage for a night of pirate themed debauchery.The night kicks off with Irish folk metal band Darkest Era who get the crowd moving and inspire a few jigs in a few of the more carefree audience members. However they’re let down by a limited set time and poor sound quality        causing a lot of the enthusiasm in the crowd to die down. Darkest Era show promise but technical flaws and poor crowd participation after the opening song make for a lackluster performance.

Claim the Throne are the next band on the bill and the Australians are quick to get most of the crowd on their feet and pounding their fists along with their award winning hit Set Sail on Ale. The audience seems to really get in to the swing of things at this point and even a little bit of waltzing can be spotted in the centre of hall. With a hail to their hosts and the crowd Claim the Throne leave the stage to a great reception from the Scottish audience.

Finally the moment everyone has been waiting for; a man in green tracksuit shorts wielding a keytar wanders to the centre of the stage, brandishes a bottle of Buckfast. He declares to the crowd that everyone needs to get much more drunk and with that Alestorm breaks into Shipwrecked and the crowd explodes with excitement. The mix of pirate shanties and Scottish jokes and slang is a potent one and it seems everyone in the crowd is having the time of their life. The tone slows slightly as Nancy the Tavern Wench rings out and everyone is told to find a dancing partner and I, like so many others, find myself in the embrace of another gentleman and we proceed to dance the night away. The show ends with the very appropriately named Rum and a thank you from all the members of Alestorm.

For the atmosphere they create and the synergy they share with Scottish audience you may be hard pushed to find a better band to see live in Scotland.


By Glenn Paton