Skillet Brings The Fire to NJ

Concert Reviews

Review by Chris Yates // Photography by Estelle Massry

Skillet Brings the Fire to The Wellmont on “Comatose” Anniversary Tour

Twenty years is a long time in rock ’n’ roll. Bands disappear. Trends die. Records that once felt massive become footnotes. Yet twenty years after Comatose helped cement Skillet’s place among the biggest names in hard rock, Skillet has clearly decided they aren’t interested in any of that and demonstrate that twenty years is no excuse to slow down.

Opening the evening, The Protest came out swinging. The Indiana hard-rock band delivered a compact, high-energy set built around chunky guitar riffs, muscular vocals and a distinctly modern-rock attack. They didn’t play like a band waiting for its turn. They played like a band trying to steal the room. The result was an opening set that accomplished exactly what it needed to: get the crowd moving and turn the volume knob toward maximum.

Autumn Kings followed with a more melodic approach, mixing alternative-rock hooks with heavier guitar-driven moments. The band’s biggest strength was its ability to balance accessibility with enough muscle to fit comfortably on a Skillet bill. Their performance had polish, energy and plenty of hooks, and they proved to be an effective bridge between The Protest’s heavier attack and Skillet’s full-scale production. By the time Autumn Kings left the stage, the room was ready to explode.

Two decades after Comatose turned the band into one of the biggest names in modern hard rock, Skillet stormed into The Wellmont Theater and delivered a performance that was exactly what the title promised: a ferocious, high-energy celebration of two decades of songs, sweat and stadium-sized rock squeezed into the intimate confines of one of New Jersey’s most historic concert rooms. The “Comatose 20 Years, Still Screaming Tour” was loud, aggressive, theatrical and relentlessly energetic, a full-throttle reminder that Skillet still knows exactly how to hit a room where it hurts.

From the opening blast of guitars, the stage was engulfed in light, smoke and movement. The crowd responded immediately, turning the floor into a bouncing mass of bodies as frontman John Cooper stalked the stage with his bass in hand and a growl in his voice. He wasn’t simply singing songs; he was constantly pulling the audience deeper into the performance.

Cooper remains one of hard rock’s most recognizable frontmen because he doesn’t simply stand at a microphone and sing. He attacks. Every lyric comes with a physicality that makes the performance feel more dangerous, while his interaction with the crowd repeatedly pushed the energy higher. At one point throughout the evening Cooper addressed the crowd as if to communicate that they are the same, “we are one”.  It was a moment that ignited the audience as if they felt “he gets me.” Cooper went on to say, “It doesn’t matter where you come from, what language you speak what color your skin is, how much money you make, what you believe about politics, or what you believe about religion, music brings people together from all different kinds of places, makes us feel a bit better in a world gone crazy. There’s a lot of stuff I would give up before I would give up music I will promise you that.” Then the room erupted!

And when Cooper wasn’t commanding the room, drummer Jen Ledger was practically detonating behind the kit. Ledger is one of Skillet’s greatest live assets and an extremely effective visual centerpiece. Perched behind an elevated kit, Ledger attacked every song with precision and power while contributing her distinctive vocals. Her combination of drumming and singing remains one of Skillet’s secret weapons, particularly when her voice cuts through the heavier sections of the band’s sound. Her drumming is explosive, precise and powerful, but it’s her ability to step out from behind the kit and deliver soaring vocals that makes her presence particularly compelling. When her voice and Cooper’s collide, Skillet’s songs take on an extra dimension that separates them from countless other modern hard-rock acts.

Wife and guitarists Korey Cooper supplied the artillery accompanied by a powerful Seth Morrison. Korey and Seth supplied the wall of guitars that made the night feel considerably larger than the Wellmont’s capacity. The result was classic Skillet: heavy enough for the metal crowd, melodic enough for mainstream rock fans and theatrical enough to make every song feel like an anthem. The guitars were thick, crunchy and enormous, creating the kind of sonic wall that made the Wellmont feel significantly larger than it actually is. Every riff landed with enough force to rattle the room.

Celebrating the 20th anniversary of the album Comatose, the performance delivered an emotional component that went beyond simply revisiting an older record. Songs like “Rebirthing,” “The Last Night,” “Better Than Drugs,” “Those Nights” and “Comatose” sounded as powerful now as they did when the album first connected with a generation of listeners. The album remains one of the defining records in Skillet’s catalog, and hearing its songs performed live in 2026 made one thing immediately apparent: these aren’t simply songs people remember. They’re songs people still feel.

Thousands of voices (or at least it felt like thousands inside the packed Wellmont) rose together during the choruses. For some, these weren’t simply Skillet songs. They were songs attached to specific periods of their lives; music that accompanied high school, relationships, struggles, faith, loss and everything in between. Watching an entire theater erupt into the chorus of “Comatose” made that connection impossible to ignore. That’s where Skillet’s staying power becomes obvious. Their fans don’t passively listen. They participate.

The band’s music has always occupied an interesting space between hard rock, alternative metal and Christian rock, but live, those distinctions become almost irrelevant. Skillet’s songs are built around massive choruses, crushing riffs and emotional hooks designed to be shouted back from the crowd. In a live setting, the formula works.

The production amplified that effect. Visually, the production was built around the same philosophy as the music: bigger is better. Blinding lights, bursts of color, smoke and dramatic backlighting transformed the relatively compact stage into an arena-sized production. Every major musical hit seemed to arrive with a corresponding visual punch. Strobes sliced through the darkness. Giant washes of light transformed the stage from one song to the next. Smoke and atmospheric effects added another layer of drama, while the band’s constant movement kept the visual side of the show almost as aggressive as the music.

There was never much opportunity to breathe. And that was the point. From the opening notes through the final songs, the Wellmont crowd remained completely engaged. There was no separation between performer and audience; Skillet played, the crowd responded, and the energy kept building. That’s ultimately what makes Skillet such an effective live band. They understand that hard rock isn’t just about volume. It’s about connection.

Skillet’s message on this tour is simple: Comatose may be 20 years old, but the band is nowhere near finished. They’re not looking backward. They’re still screaming!

For more info please visit: http://www.skillet.com

AC/DC & Foo Fighters

Concert Reviews

AC/DC & FOO FIGHTERS, WE SALUTE YOU!!

There are concerts you enjoy, concerts you remember, and then there are concerts that feel like a piece of rock ’n’ roll history unfolding in front of you. AC/DC and Foo Fighters’ night at MetLife Stadium was firmly in the third category.

What made the evening particularly special was the pairing itself. Foo Fighters, one of the biggest rock bands of the modern era, opened for the very band that helped define the language of hard rock decades ago. For frontman Dave Grohl, the significance was unmistakable. AC/DC had been a formative influence on him since he was a child, making his appearance on the same stage with the legendary Australians a genuine full-circle moment.

Grohl stated, “When I was 11 years old, I went to a midnight movie, and I saw ‘Let There Be Rock.’ At 11 years old, I didn’t know that rock ‘n’ roll could be like that. I didn’t know that rock ‘n’ roll was sweat, blood, and fucking tears, and every ounce of energy you have – Phil Rudd breaking snare drums and Angus sucking oxygen on side of the stage. I saw that movie when I was 11 years old and I was like; ‘I wanna do that for the rest of my fuckin’ life!”

As a headliner in the opening slot, the Foo Fighters wasted no time reminding the MetLife crowd that they were more than capable of filling a stadium on their own. Opening with “All My Life,” the band immediately established a huge, aggressive sound that carried throughout the venue. “The Pretender,” “Times Like These,” “My Hero,” “Learn to Fly” and “This Is a Call” kept the momentum building, with Grohl operating exactly as he always does, part frontman, part rock ’n’ roll preacher, and part human energy drink.

The performance was compact compared with a typical Foo Fighters headlining set, but there was no shortage of intensity. “Monkey Wrench” provided another explosive highlight before the band brought the set home with “Best of You” and “Everlong.” It was an opening performance that felt more like a co-headlining appearance, and the audience responded accordingly.

Then came the main event and AC/DC’s riffs still rule!

As the opening video rolled across the massive screens, anticipation inside MetLife reached another level. When AC/DC launched into “If You Want Blood (You’ve Got It),” the stadium erupted. From there, the band delivered precisely what fans came to hear: enormous riffs, unmistakable grooves and one classic after another. “Back in Black,” “Demon Fire,” “Shot Down in Flames,” “Thunderstruck” and “Hells Bells” transformed MetLife into one gigantic rock ’n’ roll singalong.

Brian Johnson remains one of the great voices in hard rock, and his performance was remarkable. At 78, Johnson attacked the material with a power and determination that made his return to the stage all the more impressive. His trademark rasp was intact, and songs that have become embedded in the DNA of rock music still sounded remarkably fresh.

And then there was Angus Young. At 71, Young continues to possess the kind of stage presence that cannot be manufactured. Dressed in his trademark schoolboy attire, he spent the evening darting across the stage, hammering out riff after riff and proving that age has done little to diminish his ability to command an enormous audience.

Then came the moment some assumed and hoped for. A highlight of the night came during “Highway to Hell,” when Brian Johnson invited Dave Grohl back onto the stage. Grohl joined AC/DC on guitar and backing vocals, transforming one of the band’s most recognizable songs into a once-in-a-lifetime collaboration. The moment was particularly fitting given Grohl’s long-standing admiration for AC/DC and the influence the band had on his own approach to performing.

It was cool to have insight and to have experienced how this went down. Just before “Highway to Hell” Johnson, said, “A very good friend of ours asked us tonight if he could come and join us up on stage for “Highway to Hell” and we said; “Yes, Dave. You can! For a musician who grew up idolizing AC/DC, standing onstage alongside Angus Young and Brian Johnson during “Highway to Hell” had all the markings of a rock ’n’ roll dream becoming reality.

AC/DC assembled a set built for a stadium and continued with “Shoot to Thrill,” “Sin City,” “Jailbreak,” “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap,” “High Voltage,” “Riff Raff,” “You Shook Me All Night Long” and “Whole Lotta Rosie.” The centerpiece was “Let There Be Rock,” which gave Young the opportunity to unleash an extended guitar solo. He moved around the enormous stage with the same mischievous energy that has defined his performances for decades, while tens of thousands of fans roared their approval.

The encore was everything an AC/DC finale should be. “T.N.T.” exploded through the stadium before the band closed with “For Those About to Rock (We Salute You).” Then came the cannons. Massive blasts and fireworks punctuated the finale as AC/DC delivered one final reminder that when it comes to stadium rock spectacle, few bands can do it better.

The combination of Foo Fighters and AC/DC was nearly impossible to beat. Foo Fighters supplied the modern-day firepower, while AC/DC delivered the history, attitude and timeless songs that have kept the band at the top of the hard-rock hierarchy for more than five decades. There was also an unavoidable sense of occasion surrounding the night. With the MetLife performance closing AC/DC’s North America Power Up run, fans couldn’t help but wonder whether they were witnessing the band’s final U.S. stadium appearance. If it was a farewell, AC/DC went out exactly the way you’d want them to—with roaring guitars, a stadium full of screaming fans, Dave Grohl sharing the stage with his heroes, Brian Johnson sounding every bit the rock warrior, Angus Young tearing through another legendary solo, and cannons firing into the night.

For those about to rock, indeed! Rock ’n’ roll doesn’t always need to evolve. Sometimes it just needs to be turned up!

For more info, please visit http://www.acdc.com

Breaking Benjamin

Concert Reviews

Breaking Benjamin Turns PNC Bank Arts Center Into a Wall of Sound

There are bands that play loud, and then there are bands that understand exactly how to make loud feel enormous. Breaking Benjamin falls firmly into the latter category. On September 6, the veteran Pennsylvania (and New Jersey) rockers descended on Holmdel’s PNC Bank Arts Center and delivered a performance built on towering guitars, precision musicianship, dark melodies, and the kind of emotional weight that has defined the band’s sound for more than two decades.

Kami Kehoe got the evening underway with an energetic set that showcased her powerful voice and emerging presence as a rock performer. She made the most of the early time slot, delivering a performance that gave the crowd an introduction to her distinctive blend of melody and hard-edged rock.

Starset followed and brought a dramatically different atmosphere to the PNC stage, combining heavy guitars with cinematic textures and an expansive visual presentation. Their futuristic aesthetic and polished musicianship created an immersive performance that demonstrated why the band has developed such a dedicated following within the modern rock scene.

As the night’s direct support, Chevelle delivered exactly the kind of muscular, atmospheric hard rock that made them a natural fit for the Breaking Benjamin bill. The band’s heavy guitar work and Pete Loeffler’s distinctive vocals gave the set plenty of intensity, while familiar songs generated a strong response from the PNC crowd. Chevelle proved to be an excellent bridge between the evening’s opening performances and Breaking Benjamin’s headlining set.

From the moment Breaking Benjamin took the stage, the atmosphere shifted. The band’s sound filled the amphitheater with a dense, muscular wall of guitar while Benjamin Burnley’s instantly recognizable voice provided the emotional center. There is a deliberate tension in Breaking Benjamin’s music the contrast between vulnerability and aggression, and the live setting magnified that quality considerably.

Burnley has never been the traditional, larger-than-life frontman who needs to spend an entire evening racing across the stage. His power comes from somewhere deeper, through the music itself. Centered in the performance, he let the songs carry much of the conversation, delivering the band’s material with a combination of restraint, grit, and authority. Living with a mysterious chronic illness and the pain that accompanies it, Burnley has found a way to channel that pain into his performances, transforming something deeply personal into fuel for the music. It also helps explain the deliberately subdued lighting that often surrounds him onstage, allowing the focus to remain on his presence and the emotional weight of the songs rather than on elaborate stage theatrics. When the music erupted into its heavier passages, his vocals rose to meet the full force of the guitars without sacrificing the melodies and emotional intensity that have made the band’s songs so recognizable.

The guitar work was massive. Breaking Benjamin’s layered guitar arrangements are one of the band’s greatest strengths, and they translated exceptionally well to the PNC stage. The band’s trademark combination of thick riffs, harmonized guitar lines, and atmospheric textures created a sound that was simultaneously heavy and polished. Songs that can sometimes feel restrained on record took on a considerably larger personality in the live environment.

It’s unfortunate when you receive a review ticket for the show but discover your seat is far off to one of the sides where you can’t see the stage design. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not “looking at a gift horse in the mouth”, but they comped me to write a review and it’s hard to write a review when your vision is blocked from seeing the set design and LED screen behind the band. So visually, we’ll have to stick to the lighting POV. The lighting seemed to be used to emphasize the band’s shifts in mood, moving between darker atmospheric sequences and brighter, more aggressive bursts during the heavier songs. The lighting enhanced the music’s impact rather than turn the concert into a spectacle for spectacle’s sake.

For a band whose music has long explored themes of struggle, isolation, resilience, and redemption, there was something especially fitting about experiencing those songs with a hometown crowd of thousands. The PNC Bank Arts Center proved just how powerful that connection can be as the audience became one enormous chorus, singing along to the band’s biggest songs and often matching Burnley line for line. The response was particularly striking during the band’s signature material, as thousands of voices transformed familiar songs into collective experiences rather than simply concert performances. There’s something uniquely powerful about playing to a hometown crowd, and that connection has always been central to Breaking Benjamin’s appeal. At PNC, it was impossible to miss that the songs belonged not only to the band onstage, but to everyone singing them back.

By the closing moments, the formula had proven itself once again: huge guitars, commanding vocals, emotional melodies, and a crowd completely invested in every note. Breaking Benjamin didn’t need unnecessary theatrics to make an impression. They simply turned up the volume, played their songs with conviction, and let the music speak. On a late-summer night in Holmdel, that was more than enough.

For more info please visit http://www.breakingbenjamin.com

Empire of The Sun

Concert Reviews

Empire of the Sun Transforms the PNC Bank Arts Center Into a Neon Dreamscape

Empire of the Sun didn’t simply perform at the PNC Bank Arts Center, they transformed it. From the moment the Australian electronic duo took the stage as part of their Ask That God: Afterlife Tour, the Holmdel amphitheater became an immersive world of pulsing electronic rhythms, dazzling lights, surreal imagery and larger-than-life theatricality.

Ahead of the night’s main attraction, the supporting lineup helped establish the evening’s electronic atmosphere. Midnight Generation and Polo & Pan warmed up the crowd before Empire of the Sun took the stage, creating a seamless progression into the headliner’s more elaborate audiovisual world.

Led by the enigmatic Luke Steele and Nick Littlemore, Empire of the Sun seemed to approach this live performance as something far beyond a traditional concert. I felt like I was transported to a top billing Vegas show vs. a concert at the PNC Arts Center. With Luke Steele commanding the stage and the production constantly evolving around him, I felt there was rarely a moment when I wasn’t given something to watch, hear or dance to. It was my first time experiencing Empire of the Sun and I was absolutely blown away. The band brought a spectacular combination of music, theater, fashion and futuristic visuals.

Steele’s unmistakable vocals floated above layers of shimmering synths and driving electronic beats while an elaborate production filled the stage with constantly changing visual elements. The result was part concert, part theatrical production and part psychedelic dream. The band operated somewhere between electronic music, pop and performance art, and that identity was on full display.

The performance opened with “Desire” before moving through a carefully constructed set that balanced newer material with the songs that established Empire of the Sun as one of electronic pop’s most distinctive acts. “Changes,” “Half Mast,” “Old Flavours” and “Cherry Blossom” kept the momentum building before the crowd erupted for what seemed to be the instantly recognizable “We Are the People.” The spectacle continued through “Television,” “Awakening,” “High and Low” and “Music on the Radio,” with the band maintaining an infectious energy that rarely let up. “High and Low” provided one of the evening’s most euphoric moments, while “Music on the Radio” pushed the dance-oriented side of the performance even further. I could not sit down!

What fascinated me the most was one of the night’s greatest strengths in the way the music and production worked together. The production was every bit as important as the music. Brilliant lighting, oversized visual elements, elaborate costumes and constantly shifting imagery created a dreamlike atmosphere. Rather than simply using lighting as decoration, Empire of the Sun incorporated it into the performance itself. Brilliant beams, saturated stage colors, dramatic silhouettes and animated visuals constantly shifted with the music, giving each song its own atmosphere. Nothing felt like visual decoration simply added for effect. The lighting, costumes, choreography and video elements were all extensions of the music, creating a fully immersive experience rather than simply placing a band in front of a backdrop. The production created an almost cinematic quality, with the audience frequently feeling less like spectators at an amphitheater and more like participants inside an enormous electronic art installation. The costumes, in particular, reinforced the band’s unmistakable visual identity, making Steele appear at times like a futuristic rock star and at others like a character transported from another dimension.

“Walking on a Dream” remains Empire of the Sun’s signature anthem, and hearing thousands of people sing along under the Holmdel night sky gave the performance a particularly memorable sense of scale. More than a decade after its original release, the song still possesses the same dreamlike quality that made it such an enduring hit. The band followed with “Tiger by My Side” and “Alive,” bringing the evening to a fitting conclusion. The final stretch felt less like the end of a concert and more like the closing sequence of an elaborate theatrical experience.

The crowd was notably young and energetic, with fans singing, dancing and embracing the theatrical nature of the performance. It seemed even longtime fans seemed to discover something new in the band’s elaborate presentation. I approached some of the fans after the show for their reaction and they repeatedly highlighted the costumes, dancers, visuals and overall production as major strengths.

What made Empire of the Sun’s Holmdel performance particularly effective was its refusal to settle for simply reproducing the songs fans know from the records. The band built an entire visual universe around them. The combination of Steele’s charismatic presence, Littlemore’s electronic wizardry, the dancers and the expansive lighting and video production made the concert feel intentionally otherworldly.

For fans who came expecting familiar songs as “Walking on a Dream” and “We Are the People,” the evening delivered those essential moments. For longtime followers, however, it offered something more—a reminder that Empire of the Sun has always been an experience as much as it is a band.

Under the lights at PNC Bank Arts Center, Empire of the Sun turned music into theater, theater into a visual feast, and a late-summer night in New Jersey into something that felt wonderfully out of this world. If you ever get the chance to see them live, don’t miss the opportunity, and make sure to get a seat front-and-center, as you don’t want to miss even the slightest bit of what’s transpiring on stage.

For more info please visit http://www.empireofthesun.co

5FDP lands one on Holmdel

Concert Reviews

Review by Chris Yates // Photography by Estelle Massry

In one swing Five Finger Death Punch knocked out each fan at the PNC Bank Arts Center in Holmdel, NJ by delivering the kind of hard-hitting, adrenaline-fueled performance that has made the band one of Metal Rock’s most enjoyable live acts. 

The evening’s lineup also featured Cody Jinks and Eva Under Fire, setting the stage for a night that blended heavy metal intensity with plenty of Southern grit.

Eva Under Fire kicked off the evening with an energetic performance that immediately got the crowd moving. Led by frontwoman Eva Marie, the Detroit-based rock band delivered a powerful mix of hard rock intensity, driving guitars and commanding vocals. Their tight performance and infectious stage presence made them a strong addition to the lineup, setting the tone for the heavier acts to come. Eva Under Fire may have opened the show, but they performed with the confidence and energy of a band ready to make a much bigger impression.

Cody Jinks made the most of his opening slot, bringing a distinctly country-meets-rock edge to the PNC Bank Arts Center stage before Five Finger Death Punch took over. With his rugged vocals, straightforward songwriting and unmistakable Texas attitude, Jinks offered a welcome contrast to the heavier sounds that followed. He quickly connected with the audience, delivering a confident set that showcased why he has built such a dedicated following across the country and Americana scenes. Rather than feeling like a typical support act, Jinks performed with the presence and conviction of a headliner, winning over longtime fans while introducing his music to a crowd that may have primarily come for the metal. His performance provided a strong and unexpected opening chapter to an explosive night in Holmdel.

From the moment Five Finger Death Punch hit the stage, the energy level was unmistakable. The band wasted little time unleashing a wall of crushing guitars, thunderous drums and Ivan Moody’s unmistakable vocals. Moody commanded the stage with a combination of aggression, humor and genuine connection with the crowd, repeatedly turning the massive Holmdel audience into an extension of the performance.

Visually, the production matched the music’s sheer force. Blazing lights, massive video screens, and a constant barrage of movement transformed the PNC stage into a full-scale metal spectacle. Every heavy riff seemed to arrive with another visual punch, creating an atmosphere that felt more like an arena show than a summer concert under the stars.

The band’s greatest strength, however, was its ability to move effortlessly between brutality and emotion. The heavier numbers ignited the crowd, while the more melodic moments gave Moody an opportunity to show the range behind his famously gritty delivery. The audience responded to both sides of the band, singing along, throwing fists into the air and keeping the energy high throughout the set. Five Finger Death Punch also demonstrated why its live shows have developed such a devoted following. There was no sense of simply going through the motions. The musicians played with precision and power, while Moody continually engaged with the audience which made the performance feel personal.

One of the more noticeable challenges of the night came when Moody appeared to have issues with his in-ear monitor, frequently disrupting his ability to hear the mix onstage. Rather than allowing the technical problem to derail the performance, Moody fought through it, relying on his experience, timing and connection with the music to stay locked in with the band. Even with the distraction, his vocal delivery remained remarkably precise, shifting between his signature growls, gritty midrange and more controlled melodic passages. It was an impressive display of professionalism—proof that even when the technology doesn’t cooperate, a seasoned frontman can dig deep, stay focused and deliver when it matters most.

By the time the night reached its final stretch, the PNC Bank Arts Center had become a sea of metal fans united by pounding drums, roaring guitars and an unmistakable sense of camaraderie. Five Finger Death Punch didn’t just put on a concert—they delivered a full-throttle experience designed to be felt as much as heard.

What made the night even more memorable was the band’s willingness to stick around after the performance and connect with the people who had come to see them. Rather than simply disappearing backstage, all members of the band spent time at the front of the stage greeting adoring fans, signing autographs, taking selfie photos with fans, posing for pictures, and handing out picks and small merchandise. The interaction created a genuine sense of appreciation between the band and its audience, with fans clearly thrilled to have the opportunity for a personal moment with the musicians. In an era when large-scale concerts can sometimes feel distant and impersonal, that kind of accessibility was a refreshing reminder that the connection between an artist and its fans can be just as powerful after the final note as it is during the show.

On this warm August night in Holmdel, Five Finger Death Punch proved once again that when the lights go down and the amps turn up, few bands know how to bring the heavy quite like they do. I look forward to stepping into the ring with them again. 

For more info please visit http://www.fivefingerdeathpunch.com

Mötley Crüe // Extreme // Tesla

Concert Reviews

Rock and roll took over PNC Bank Arts Center on July 31st as Mötley Crüe celebrated their 45th anniversary in New Jersey with The Return of the Carnival of Sins Tour, proving that while time may change voices, it can’t diminish the legacy of true rock icons. Whether you grew up blasting their songs on cassette or discovered the Crüe years later, everyone was there for the same reason—to relive the soundtrack of their youth and experience one of hard rock’s most legendary live acts. PNC Bank Arts Center was transformed into a sea of leather jackets (despite the sweltering summer heat), vintage concert tees, teased hair, and bold ’80s-inspired makeup. Fans fully embraced the spirit of the era, creating an atmosphere that felt less like a concert and more like a celebration of one of rock’s most unforgettable decades.

Before the Crüe even took the stage, fans were treated to two opening sets that could have headlined many tours on their own. Kicking off the evening was Boston’s own Extreme, and if there was anyone in attendance unfamiliar with just how extraordinary guitar virtuoso Nuno Bettencourt is, they left with a completely different opinion. While his name may not always come up in mainstream conversations, among musicians he has long been regarded as one of the greatest guitarists in rock. His precision, speed, creativity, and effortless command of the instrument were on full display throughout their set.

And then there’s Gary Cherone’s stage presence. At 65, Cherone remains one of rock’s most engaging performers, commanding the stage with boundless energy, while delivering powerful vocals that haven’t lost their edge. What truly stands out is his incredible flexibility and athleticism. Whether he’s sprinting across the stage, dropping into splits, or contorting himself into poses that performers half his age would struggle to pull off, it’s nearly impossible to take your eyes off him.

The band also paused to honor the late Ozzy Osbourne with a heartfelt tribute, dedicating a moment to the Prince of Darkness that resonated deeply with the audience. It was a touching reminder of the close-knit nature of the rock community and one of the night’s most emotional moments. Extreme continues to prove they are far more than “More Than Words”, they are a world-class rock band that deserves far more recognition than they often receive.

On a personal note, I would like to mention how kind Extreme’s management team has been and how they consistently welcome me to photograph the band’s performances. That level of professionalism and appreciation for the media never goes unnoticed. During the show, I also had the pleasure of meeting Marco, Extreme’s drum technician, who happened to be seated beside me. He was incredibly friendly and generous with his time, reflecting the same warmth and professionalism that seems to extend throughout the entire camp. It’s clear that everyone involved contributes to making the experience a positive one, and I’m truly grateful for their hospitality.

While my photo credentials were limited to Extreme’s set, I chose to stay and experience the entire evening as a fan. Some nights are simply too memorable to leave early, and this was certainly one of them. Even without an actual photos pass for the entire show, I wanted to take in the full concert experience and share my perspective on a night that celebrated the enduring spirit of rock and roll.

Tesla followed with the kind of honest, blues-infused hard rock that has kept them relevant for nearly four decades. Jeff Keith’s unmistakable raspy voice has certainly evolved over the years and, like many veteran singers, has faced criticism from fans expecting the impossible. The reality is far different. After nearly four decades of touring, Keith still delivers these songs with authenticity, grit, and heart. Classics like “Modern Day Cowboy,” “Love Song,” “Hang Tough,” and the crowd-favorite cover of “Signs” had fans singing every word. Guitarists Frank Hannon and Dave Rude traded tasteful solos throughout the set, Brian Wheat’s bass anchored every song, and drummer Steve Brown (celebrating a birthday that night) brought relentless energy behind the kit. Jeff Keith has always come across as one of the most genuine and down-to-earth people, and that authenticity shines through every performance. 

Staying true to the Carnival of Sins theme, the show opened with a sense of anticipation rather than an immediate explosion of sound. The stage was concealed behind an enormous circus-style curtain as beautifully sexy costumed dancers emerged, moving across the stage and teasing the audience with glimpses of the spectacle about to unfold. Every moment built the suspense until, without warning, the arena went dark. Seconds later, the curtain opened in a burst of lights and thunderous sound as Mötley Crüe stormed the stage, igniting the night with an explosive entrance that instantly sent the crowd into a frenzy. It was a theatrical opening worthy of the band’s larger-than-life reputation and the perfect way to launch a night built around the chaos and excitement of the carnival.

Opening with the explosive one-two punch of “Red Hot” and “Louder Than Hell,” the band wasted no time turning PNC into one massive singalong. Vince Neil sounded more confident than many expected. Much has been said online about Vince Neil’s vocals throughout this tour, and while no singer sounds exactly as they did 40 years ago, some of the criticism has been unfair. Neil isn’t trying to be the 24-year-old frontman, he’s a 65-year-old rock legend performing songs that demand incredible stamina night after night. There were moments where the crowd enthusiastically filled in lyrics, but that’s become part of the shared concert experience rather than a distraction.

Nikki Sixx remains the driving force behind the band, constantly engaging the crowd while delivering his signature swagger from the first note to the last. Tommy Lee once again proved why he’s one of rock’s greatest entertainers, mixing humor with thunderous drumming that continues to power the Crüe’s unmistakable sound. John 5 has now firmly established himself as more than just Mick Mars’ replacement. His technical brilliance and respect for the original material were evident throughout the night, seamlessly blending his own incredible style with the riffs that helped define an entire generation of rock music. The chemistry between all four members was evident, reminding everyone that Mötley Crüe remains, above all else, an entertainment powerhouse.

From the emotional ballad “Home Sweet Home” to crowd favorites “Girls, Girls, Girls,” “Dr. Feelgood,” and the inevitable adrenaline rush of “Kickstart My Heart,” the amphitheater became one massive singalong that stretched across generations of fans. Parents introduced these songs to their children, lifelong fans relived memories spanning four decades, and younger concertgoers experienced firsthand why these bands became arena legends in the first place.

At a time when social media often focuses more on imperfections than performances, Friday night’s show served as a reminder to appreciate what these musicians continue to give after decades on the road. Extreme showcased elite musicianship, Tesla delivered timeless hard rock with honesty and class, and Mötley Crüe brought the spectacle, nostalgia, and larger-than-life energy fans have come to expect. No one walked into PNC expecting perfection—they came to celebrate the music that shaped their lives. Judging by the smiles, raised fists, and deafening singalongs that lasted until the final notes, that’s exactly what they got.

For more info please visit: http://www.motley.com http://www.extreme-band.com http://www.teslatheband.com

Train // 25 Years of Drops of Jupiter

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Review by Chris Yates // Photography by Estelle Massry

Train Celebrates 25 Years of Drops of Jupiter at PNC Bank Arts Center

On Friday, July 24, Train transformed the PNC Bank Arts Center in Holmdel NJ into a giant summer singalong as the band’s “Drops of Jupiter: 25 Years in the Atmosphere” tour rolled into town. Joined by special guests Barenaked Ladies and Matt Nathanson, the evening celebrated one of the defining pop-rock albums of the early 2000s while reminding fans why Train remains one of the most reliable live acts on the road.

Matt Nathanson kicked things off with an engaging, heartfelt performance that combined witty storytelling with catchy, acoustic-driven pop-rock. His warm vocals and easygoing stage presence quickly won over the crowd. Nathanson’s charm and authenticity made him the perfect choice to kick off an evening centered on great songwriting and feel-good performances.

Barenaked Ladies then delivered an energetic and entertaining opening set that perfectly set the tone for Train. Blending sharp musicianship with their trademark humor, the Canadian rock veterans had the crowd singing along to favorites like “One Week,” “If I Had $1,000,000,” and “Pinch Me.” Their easygoing stage chemistry, witty banter, and infectious enthusiasm made it clear why they remain one of live music’s most beloved acts. More than just an opening band, Barenaked Ladies provided a fun, nostalgic performance that had the audience on its feet long before the headliner took the stage.

From the moment Pat Monahan bounded onto the stage, the energy was infectious. Equal parts charismatic frontman, storyteller, and comedian, Monahan effortlessly connected with the packed amphitheater, making the large venue feel surprisingly intimate. His vocals remain remarkably strong, delivering both the soaring power and emotional nuance that have become Train’s signature over more than three decades.

The setlist struck an ideal balance between fan favorites while introducing some fresh material. Crowd favorites including “She’s on Fire,” “50 Ways to Say Goodbye,” “Calling All Angels,” “Meet Virginia,” “Hey, Soul Sister,” and the Grammy-winning title track “Drops of Jupiter” had fans singing nearly every lyric from beginning to end. Train also sprinkled in newer songs and creative cover moments, keeping longtime followers engaged while introducing newer audiences to the band’s evolving catalog.

Visually, the production perfectly complemented the celebratory theme of the tour. Large LED video screens displayed cosmic imagery, vibrant animations, and career-spanning visuals that reinforced the “Atmosphere” concept without overshadowing the music. Warm lighting washes transitioned seamlessly into brilliant moving beams, bathing the audience in color while creating dramatic moments during the evening’s biggest anthems.

The musicianship throughout the evening was equally impressive. The band sounded polished yet relaxed, with crisp harmonies, tasteful guitar work, and dynamic arrangements that gave familiar hits renewed life. Monahan’s interactions with fans, humorous stories, and spontaneous moments kept the performance feeling genuine rather than rehearsed.

One of the night’s most memorable elements came when David Bryan joined Pat Monahan on stage. The Bon Jovi keyboardist made a surprise appearance during Train’s set to perform an energetic rendition of “Livin’ on a Prayer”.  You may have heard or read the news that Monahan had stepped in to help Jon Bon Jovi finish singing “Livin’ on a Prayer” the night before at Madison Square Garden after Jon abruptly halted the eighth show of their residency due to a severe sinus infection and vocal strain. About an hour and a half into the concert, Jon told the crowd, “We might have to cool it because I’m f—ing hurting.” Noticing the vocal struggle, Monahan emerged from backstage to take over the main vocals for their signature anthem.

Pat said he wasn’t prepared to sing for Bon Jovi when gestured in to the rescue so he wanted to give the song and the New Jersey native band the respect they deserve by “giving it another go”, which he did flawlessly to the NJ home-town crowd.  The place was absolutely moving and shaking as the crowd belted out every word from the top of their lungs as if it was New Jersey’s State anthem. I bet you could hear the singing from Holmdel to Sayreville at that moment.

Pat’s 14-year-old son, Rock Monahan, has been turning heads by joining his father on stage to showcase his impressive guitar playing and lead vocals.  It was heartwarming to see them together doing what they love. Rock wowed the audience by performing a stellar live cover of Journey’s classic hit “Stone in Love”, sharing vocal and guitar duties alongside the band.

Another highlight was during Train’s closing “Drops of Jupiter,” when shimmering confetti and band supplied oversized beach balls floated over the crowd, creating a magical scene as thousands of voices joined Monahan for the chorus. The moment felt less like a concert finale and more like a shared celebration between the band and fans who have carried these songs with them for the past 25 years.

More than simply revisiting a landmark album, Train delivered a concert that celebrated connection, optimism, and timeless songwriting. In an era where elaborate productions can sometimes overshadow performance, Train proved that great songs, authentic stage presence, and a joyful atmosphere remain the foundation of an unforgettable live show.

Train’s stop at the PNC Bank Arts Center was everything a summer concert should be—uplifting, nostalgic, visually engaging, and filled with songs that continue to resonate a quarter-century after Drops of Jupiter first launched the band into the stratosphere.

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311 // Dirty Heads

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Not every concert is about pyrotechnics and larger-than-life theatrics. Sometimes, it’s simply about good music, good vibes, and thousands of people coming together to escape reality for a few hours. That was exactly the atmosphere tonight at PNC, bringing one of the most feel-good tours of the summer, Dirty Heads and 311 co-headlining “So Glad You Could Make It” tour. From the moment fans began filling the venue, there was an unmistakable sense of relaxation in the air. Lawn chairs, beach-inspired outfits, colorful tie-dye shirts, and plenty of smiling faces transformed PNC into what felt like the ultimate backyard summer party. It was the kind of show where strangers became friends, everyone danced without a care, and the only agenda for the night was to enjoy the music.

When 311 took the stage, the laid-back atmosphere instantly shifted into a wave of high energy without ever losing the night’s carefree summer vibe. For more than three decades, 311 has built one of the most loyal fan bases, and that devotion was on full display from the first note. Vocalists Nick Hexum and Doug “SA” Martinez sounded as tight as ever, seamlessly trading vocals while guitarist Tim Mahoney, bassist Aaron “P-Nut” Wills, and drummer Chad Sexton delivered the unmistakable groove that has defined the band’s sound since the early ’90s.

Hexum, in particular, looked like he hasn’t aged a day. In incredible physical shape, Hexum drew a deafening roar from the crowd when he shed his shirt towards the end of the set. His cool, easygoing vibe perfectly complements 311’s reggae-rock sound, and his smooth, melodic vocals never miss a beat. But don’t let that relaxed demeanor fool you, when it’s time to turn up the intensity, Hexum effortlessly flips the switch. Guitar in hand, he attacks each riff with precision and energy, bringing a powerful rock edge that ignites the crowd. 

As the sun began to set, Dirty Heads closed out the evening with the perfect soundtrack for a warm summer night. Blending reggae, rock, hip-hop, and alternative influences, the Southern California band has mastered the art of creating songs that instantly put audiences at ease. Vocalists Jared Watson and Dustin Bushnell shared lead vocal duties effortlessly, feeding off each other’s energy. Hits including “Vacation,” “Lay Me Down,” “Rescue Me,” and “Dance All Night” had the crowd swaying from start to finish.

As someone experiencing both 311 and Dirty Heads live for the very first time, I walked into PNC Bank Arts Center not knowing exactly what to expect. What I left with was a genuine appreciation for two bands that have built incredibly loyal fan bases through authentic performances, infectious positivity, and music that simply makes you feel good. From the laid-back atmosphere to the nonstop singalongs and feel-good energy that filled the venue, I left feeling completely content, relaxed, and reminded that sometimes the best live shows are the ones that let you forget about everything else for a couple of hours. That’s exactly what these two bands delivered.

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Muse Delivers a Mind-Bending Rock Spectacle

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Review by Chris Yates // Photography by Estelle Massry

There are arena rock bands, and then there is Muse—a trio that has spent more than two decades redefining what a live rock performance can be. On Wednesday night at the PNC Bank Arts Center in Holmdel, New Jersey, the British rock giants transformed the outdoor amphitheater into a futuristic audiovisual playground, delivering a breathtaking performance that combined flawless musicianship, cinematic production, and enough sonic power to shake the Garden State.

Before Muse took the stage, the evening was set up perfectly by two outstanding opening acts. The Temper Trap delivered a soaring, emotionally charged set anchored by Dougy Mandagi’s unmistakable falsetto. Their atmospheric sound and uplifting melodies, particularly during “Sweet Disposition,” created a memorable singalong that filled the venue with anticipation.

Bloc Party followed and delivered a sharp, energetic performance that reminded fans why they’ve remained one of indie rock’s most influential bands. Their tight musicianship and driving rhythms, highlighted by favorites like “Banquet” and “Helicopter,” immediately energized the crowd. Together, both bands provided the perfect build-up for Muse, making the night feel like a true celebration of modern alternative rock from the very first note.

From the moment the lights dimmed, and the opening notes echoed across the venue, it was clear this would be far more than a concert. Muse doesn’t simply perform songs, they create an immersive experience where music, technology, and theatrical storytelling become one. Frontman Matt Bellamy once again proved why he remains one of rock’s most dynamic performers. His soaring falsetto effortlessly climbed above walls of distortion before dropping into thunderous riffs that showcased his remarkable versatility as both vocalist and guitarist. Whether unleashing blistering solos or sitting behind the piano for more atmospheric moments, Bellamy commanded every inch of the stage with confidence and charisma.

Bassist Chris Wolstenholme provided the band’s signature earth-shaking low end while contributing harmonies that added depth throughout the evening. Behind them, drummer Dominic Howard delivered a powerhouse performance, navigating Muse’s complex rhythms with precision while driving each song with relentless energy.

The band’s setlist balanced fan favorites with deeper cuts. Anthemic performances of “Hysteria,” “Time Is Running Out,” “Psycho,” “Supermassive Black Hole,” and “Plug In Baby” ignited deafening singalongs from the sold-out crowd. Every guitar riff was met with thunderous applause as thousands of fans sang every lyric back to the stage.

One of the evening’s most captivating moments came during “Madness,” when Bellamy stripped away much of the sonic intensity in favor of emotional vulnerability. The crowd responded by illuminating the venue with thousands of cellphone lights, creating a breathtaking sea of stars beneath the summer sky. As the night progressed, Muse continued to raise the stakes. “Knights of Cydonia” provided the perfect finale, beginning with its unmistakable spaghetti-western introduction before erupting into one of modern rock’s greatest closing anthems. By the song’s climactic ending, nearly every person inside PNC Bank Arts Center was jumping, singing, and celebrating together.

What separates Muse from many of their contemporaries is their ability to make extraordinarily complex music feel effortlessly accessible. Every transition, visual cue, and musical flourish felt meticulously crafted while never sacrificing spontaneity or emotion.

Visually, the production was entertaining. Massive LED screens displayed futuristic imagery while synchronized lasers and perfectly timed lighting transformed the amphitheater into a science-fiction landscape. Every visual element complemented the music without overwhelming it, creating an atmosphere that felt simultaneously intimate and colossal. Some of the night’s biggest visual highlights came during the show’s midpoint and climactic finale when massive bursts of confetti erupted over the crowd, filling the amphitheater with thousands of shimmering pieces that drifted through the air as fans sang every word to the songs. During the finale, rather than feeling like a gimmick, the confetti served as the perfect payoff to nearly two hours of mounting visual intensity. Combined with brilliant white spotlights sweeping across the audience and synchronized flashes from the stage, the effect created a breathtaking scene that transformed the entire venue into one giant celebration.

One thing that unfortunately took away from the experience was the number of camera operators positioned in front of the stage throughout the show. While I completely understand the need to capture footage for the band, they often blocked the audience’s view for extended periods, making it difficult to fully immerse ourselves in the performance. As a concert photographer, I also found it nearly impossible to capture clean shots without a cameraman dominating the frame. Instead of being completely captivated by MUSE’s incredible stage production, our attention was repeatedly drawn to the constant movement of the camera crew, which became an unexpected distraction.

More than twenty-five years into their career, Muse continues to evolve without losing the ambition that first made them one of the world’s premier live acts. Their July 22 performance in Holmdel served as another reminder that few bands can match their combination of musicianship, innovation, and pure spectacle.

For fans of modern rock, progressive music, or simply unforgettable live entertainment, Muse delivered exactly what audiences have come to expect: a concert that felt less like a show and more like witnessing the future of arena rock unfold in real time.

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Shinedown Ignites the Prudential Center

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Review by Chris Yates // Photography by Estelle Massry

Few modern rock bands command an arena quite like Shinedown, and on Tuesday night at the Prudential Center, the Jacksonville quartet once again proved why they remain one of rock’s most dependable live acts. Touring in support of their Dance, Kid, Dance Act II tour, Shinedown delivered more than two hours of explosive energy, emotional connection, and arena-sized anthems that had nearly every fan singing from the opening moments until the house lights came on.

I’m ashamed to say this was my first Shinedown concert.  I’ve been a fan since the early 2000’s and many of their songs populate my gym playlist. One of the things that stood out to me the most was Brent Smith’s ability to connect with the audience in such a large venue. As I learned straight away, a tradition they have is ensuring those in attendance meet and greet the ones next to you.  I found this to instill a sense of community and provide a wave peacefulness which is a great way to set the tone for the evening. His ability to make a full arena feel like a neighborhood gathering remains one of his greatest strengths.

Once we all got to know each other : )… the band opened with the thunderous new track “Safe and Sound,“ which immediately established the night’s intensity before seamlessly weaving newer material from EI8HT alongside the songs that have become staples of modern rock radio. Brent was in commanding form, effortlessly shifting between powerful vocal crescendos and intimate conversations with the audience.

Few bands in modern rock understand the power of visual storytelling quite like Shinedown. Their live production is more than a collection of bright lights and fire—it is a carefully choreographed extension of the music itself, transforming every song into a cinematic experience. From the moment the house lights fade, the audience is immersed in an explosive spectacle. Towering columns of flame erupt in perfect synchronization with crushing guitar riffs, while precisely timed pyrotechnics accentuate the emotional peaks of the band’s biggest anthems. Rather than relying on fire for shock value alone, Shinedown uses every burst as a dramatic punctuation mark, amplifying the intensity of songs.

The lighting design is equally impressive. Massive moving light rigs sweep across the arena with precision, shifting effortlessly between aggressive reds and whites during the band’s heavier moments before transitioning to deep blues, purples, and warm amber tones during emotional ballads. Every cue feels intentional, matching the mood of the music rather than overwhelming it. High-powered strobes inject adrenaline into the biggest choruses, while carefully focused spotlights create intimate moments that allow Brent Smith’s powerful vocals or Zach’s guitar playing to take center stage. What truly separates Shinedown from many arena rock acts is their ability to balance spectacle with substance.

Guitarist Zach Myers balanced blistering riffs with moments of humor and warmth, and I enjoyed experiencing his stage presence and personality. Bassist Josh Sturm filled in for Eric Bass who is taking a personal leave from the band to work on his mental health and wellness. Josh fit in perfectly without the band skipping a beat. (We wish you well Eric and look forward to your speedy and healthy return!) Drummer Barry Kerch anchored the performance with precision and relentless power. The chemistry between the four musicians has never looked stronger, making every song feel both polished and spontaneous. I enjoyed watching them playfully work together.

Highlights came early with “Diamond Eyes (Boom-Lay Boom-Lay Boom),” “Three Six Five,” “Devil,” and “Enemies,” each igniting waves of fists in the air throughout the Prudential Center. A move to the intimate B-stage slowed the evening’s pace just enough, allowing heartfelt performances of “Call Me,” “Through the Ghost,” “Burning Bright,” and “Save Me” to showcase the band’s emotional depth and remind fans that Shinedown’s greatest strength has always been balancing heavy rock with genuine vulnerability.

Returning to the main stage, the momentum accelerated with “Dead Don’t Die,” “Young Again,” “A Symptom of Being Human,” and the crushing “Cut the Cord.” Brent Smith’s heartfelt introduction to “A Symptom of Being Human” resonated throughout the arena, reinforcing the band’s longstanding message of hope, resilience, and acceptance. The crowd responded with thousands of illuminated phone lights, creating one of the evening’s most memorable visuals.

The final stretch was nothing short of spectacular. “Monsters” shook the arena followed by a moving version of Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Simple Man” which demonstrated the band’s reverence for classic rock while providing another singalong moment. Closing with the one-two punch of “Sound of Madness” and “Second Chance,” Shinedown left the Newark crowd emotionally fulfilled and thoroughly exhausted in the best possible way. Every lyric was echoed back by thousands of voices, transforming the Prudential Center into one massive choir celebrating nearly two decades of rock anthems.

Shinedown has reached the point in their career where they no longer have to prove anything, yet they continue performing with the hunger of a band still chasing its first arena headline. Their July 21 performance in Newark wasn’t simply another stop on a summer tour, Zach connected with the fans in a way that made everyone feel special, appreciated and welcomed, reminding everyone in attendance why Shinedown continues to stand among the genre’s elite live performers.

I thought the show was awesome and I will definitely look to catch them again!

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