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Mo Lowda & The Humble @ Milkboy.

March 31, 2014

MoLowdaTH09Text and images by Tyler Horst.

Packed into Milkboy’s upstairs room, surrounded by whooping patrons with a beers in hands, seems the most appropriate way to enjoy Mo Lowda & The Humble‘s high-energy rock.

The big sound comes from an outfit comprised of only three, which begs the question: which one is Mo Lowda, and who’s The Humble?

Questions of identity aside, the group brings a hugely mature sound despite being only one full album into their career. Mo Lowda treated the room to a range of tunes from their recent full-length Curse the Weather, featuring big alt-rock rhythms and a bit of bluesy soul.

The massive crowd was quite well warmed up by the playful, inventive sounds of indie rockers Treehouse and a tight set by cover band Spare Change. When it was time for Mo Lowda to take the stage, it was clear they had more than a few fans in the audience.

It’s difficult not to draw immediate comparisons to Kings of Leon. Frontman Jordan Caiola’s soulful yet hard-edged voice is uncannily close to that of Kings’ Caleb Followill, and the loud, vaguely southern but indie-friendly riffage sometimes sounds like it could have been cut from Come Around Sundown. But musical kinship with such an alt-rock giant is hardly a bad thing, and if anything it foreshadows good things to come for such a young band.

Mo Lowda certainly do push the envelope with their songs and play them with conviction. The band already had a lot of followers in the packed house, but anyone who wasn’t already on board was won over by the incendiary performance of “Curse the Weather.” The song kicked off with Caiola’s impassioned howling, then swung gracefully between a bluesy shuffle and a hard-hitting rock chorus.

A lot of credit is owed to the strong rhythm section in drummer Shane Woods and bassist Nate Matulis. Even in a fuzzed-out slow jam like “Knocked Out,” Matulis wasn’t taking any time off on the four-string.

The song, played to many hoots and hollers, is also one of Mo Lowda’s most southern-fried, with big, meaty chords and lyrical references to pulling oneself up by the bootstraps. But, just when you think you know what’s coming, “Knocked Out” shifts to an intricate, note-y bridge before culminating once more in the headbanger chorus.

The guys played off each other well, clearly having fun but never dropping the fierce concentration evident in their faces or sacrificing the tight performance.

If the noise from all the bodies in the house was any indication, Mo Lowda & The Humble are doing something right. But if all the attention is going to their heads, it doesn’t show. The three-piece committed to the set, no frills, and accepted the admiration with grace.

Maybe that’s where the “Humble” part comes from.

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  1. March 31, 2014 8:53 pm

    Reblogged this on Humongulous.

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