The Weeks Returned To The Roxy And Rocked Like It Was "Easy" [PHOTOS]

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The Weeks @ The Roxy 5/9/2017 // Photo by Derrick K. Lee, Esq. (@Methodman13) for www.BlurredCulture.com.

I had seen The Weeks perform live 5 times, and there’s a reason for that. They kick ass every single time. Touring in support of their seventh studio album, “Easy”, The Weeks dropped by The Roxy on 5/9/17. This gig would be my 6th.

With years of touring under their belts, including being a repeat opener for the Kings Of Leon on various tours stints (including select KOL European dates earlier this year), The Weeks know how to put on a helluva show. These “Mississippi Longhairs” are as comfortable in their skins on stage as any seasoned performer, and that innate familiarity pays dividends for the audience.

Their set at the Roxy was a good one for both their faithful and fair weather fans alike. It featured almost all of the new songs from “Easy” (9 out of 11), but they interspersed their popular and fan favorite cuts throughout, so even if you weren’t too familiar with their new cuts, you were only a few minutes away from hearing something that would elicit a sing-a-long or foot stomping.

Their new songs, like their old songs, translate great live. Songs like “Blame” and “Start Me Up”, with their steady bass lines played by D-Bone, are barn burners that radiate that Southern charm and energy that surely gets parties started wherever they go. “Hands on the Radio” worked quite well even without the horn section that they use on their recording. Of course, I never get tired of their “classics” like “The House That We Grew Up In”, “Stigmata” and “Brother In The Night”, and took time off from performing my photographer duties to simply jam, and sing, out with everyone else in the audience.

But more than just their music, I love seeing these guys perform live whenever they are in town because they just seem to know how to have a great f’ing time. With The Weeks, it’s always a party on stage, and every audience I’ve been a part of parties along with them. From Cyle dragging Sam by the feet during a guitar solo, to Damien making eyes to someone in the audience as he pumps out his bass lines, to even having The Lonely Biscuits join them on stage to jam out towards the end of their set, The Weeks perform with a natural freedom that lends itself to a good time that’s absolutely unhinged and carefree. And that alone is worth the price of admission.

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