Despite the chill in the air Friday night, Believers kept the fire roaring at Mojo’s with their raucous brand of danceable, indie afrobeat. It’s something to create tropic levels of heat and humidity from some amps and dueling drum kits, but believe me when I tell you that Believers burned that mother down. Clothes were lost. The hippies smelled worse than ever. Mojo’s is no longer standing*. Believers brought the heat and burned the place to the ground.
And it really was an inferno in that narrow hallway they call a rock venue. Hipsters removed their hands from their pockets and began to dance. Drinks were flowing. The band built the energy with their tribal beats and soothed us all to sleep with their sweet vocals. It’s Sunday night and the soft echoes of that fantastic set still linger.
Believe me when I tell you that Believers are the best band in town. We may not have them around for long as lives and situations change. Few bands last in CoMo as young people have to make decisions that will affect the rest of their lives. So, get out there and see them soon. Believers are set to play the Saturday showcase at True/False next month. Don’t miss out on a chance to see them before they’re gone.
It’s hard to find a band that continually builds great new material while maintaining what is a completely engaging set. Despite the heat in the building, fans were treated to a fantastically wild show. We were all hot messes, prepared to enter the cold of the night with the flames of Mojo’s to keep us warm. I can’t wait for True/False…
Kansans Spirit Is the Spirit played just before Believers, filling that echo void normally held down by the headliner. They paired well with the closers but brought something sounding more of pastoral plains, like they were from Kansas or something.
Fliight opened on the floor in front of the stage. Loads of feedback and echoes filled the hall as Fliight worked through what had plenty of blues and country inspiration set over sonic landscapes… It sounded like psychedelic horseshit to me. I don’t mean the Columbus, OH shitgaze band. I’m using the phrase as a term of endearment and as a descriptor. I look forward to hearing more (with less vocals).
Spirit is The Spirit
*Mojo’s did not actually burn down.
Photos by Benjamin Gross
Words by Zac Early