Live Shows: Mclusky and Pile, Paradise Rock Club, Boston, MA 4/8/26
I went into Mclusky's 2024 set at The Sinclair in Cambridge as a casual fan. Part of me felt guilty since the show was very sold out, and I felt like I was taking the place of a diehard who deserved it more. By the end of the show, I became one of those diehard fans, and desperately wanted to see them again. Last month they released the excellent EP i sure am getting sick of this bowling alley, and came back to the States to support it. This brought them to the Paradise Wednesday night, and I was right up front and thrilled to be there.
Mclusky opened with "Lightsabre Cocksucking Blues," almost like they just wanted to get it out of the way. The crowd absolutely exploded, and, unlike most bands that started three decades ago, the energy of the crowd increased with each song. Mclusky sets tend to be a bit unhinged, but that only accentuates their post-hardcore sound. Their songs are noisy and disjointed, and that's exactly why we love them so much.
It's also easy to forget just how many great songs Mclusky has. 2025's "unpopular parts of a pig" and 2026's "as a dad" stand right up there with 2006's "She Will Only Bring You Happiness." Plus, Andrew Falkous might be the genuinely funniest frontman in rock today. From assuring us that every day we were one day closer to the deaths of Eric Clapton and Morrissey, to mocking Bostonians for wearing ballcaps indoors, he was truly hilarious. We also got some extra stage banter after the drum shield collapsed mid-song and it was somewhat repaired. Mclusky closed with an epic and chaotic "To Hell with Good Intentions" which left the entire crowd satisfied but still wanting their Welsh heroes to return sooner than later.
Pile opened the show, and this was somehow my first time seeing them live. I've been a casual fan of the Boston band, and have been waiting for it to click with me to become a more dedicated fan. Apparently all I needed was to see them live, because they went from a good band to a fantastic band Wednesday night. Their set was chaotic and noisy and beautiful, all at different times and sometimes all at once. Frontman Rick Maguire is an engaging performer, and frequently wandered off the stage to play in the crowd or lounge on the barricade. They quickly went from an "I should get out to see them sometime" band to an "I need to see them every single time" band.
