When people heard that I was heading to the Mayday Parade, Jack’s Mannequin, and Home Team show the day after returning from Japan they said I was crazy. But I’ve always believed you can sleep when you’re dead. And considering I love Jack’s Mannequin so much that I’m heading to the United States to see them on the Holiday from Real cruise in February, there was no way on earth I’d miss seeing them so close to home!
Running on pure adrenaline, I was psyched for this incredible triple bill. I wasn’t really familiar with The Home Team, but they quickly won me over with their energy and genre-bending sound. They’ve definitely got pop-punk at their core, but they know how to rock hard and bring some dance-funk into the mix. It’s such an unusual blend, but I was definitely here for it. Brian Butcher is one of the most charismatic frontmen I’ve ever seen. I could barely take my eyes off him, which is saying something considering the moves that guitarist John Baran and bassist Ryne Olson delivered. All without missing a note! Formed in 2013, The Home Team are one of the newer acts on the pop-punk scene. Brian seemed in awe of the moment, marvelling that their music has taken them to Australia and noting that their gigs back home are much smaller. They’ve definitely got the goods to play those big stages though. Their 10-song set was more generous than most afforded to opening acts, but I was entranced from start to finish. I’d see them again in a heartbeat.
Seeing how much time The Home Team had only made me more psyched for Jack’s Mannequin. It’s always a gamble to attend a show when you love the support act more than the headliner. You can easily be shortchanged. But I was treated to an hour of fantastic music from this band that means so much to me. I wasn’t there when Jack’s Mannequin had their time in the sun. Andrew McMahon’s music was a pandemic discovery for me, one that brought a rainbow of colour during a really dark time. So this was my first opportunity to see him in full-band mode and I relished it.
It was a totally different show than the stripped-back Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness one I saw in February 2023. While Andrew excels behind a piano, I loved watching him prowl around the stage and move into the audience to feed off their energy (no photographic evidence because he moves fast!). Seeing his connection with his bandmates filled my heart. The set list was also fire, featuring personal favourites including “Bruised,” “Dark Blue,” and one of the songs that hit me hardest during the pandemic, “Swim.” I know I’m biased when it comes to this band, but my friend Lisa, who is far less familiar with their music, leaned over to me during the set and said, “They’re fantastic!” Yes, they are. If it were possible, I’m even more excited about my US trip after Saturday’s set.
Understanding my love for Jack’s Mannequin and the travel fatigue I was fighting, Lisa asked me whether I wanted to stay for Mayday Parade. But I never considered leaving. Not for a second. While most of the crowd here no doubt discovered these bands in their adolescence, I’ve been on a bit of a pop-punk/emo kick in recent years that’s seen me diving into a lot of the fabulous music that wasn’t quite mainstream in this country including this band’s back catalogue. It’s a bold move for any act celebrating their 20-year anniversary to open up with a 2025 single, but the rapturous response to “By The Way” showed this crowd was up for anything. And that’s what they gave us, a set that took twists and turns as it celebrated all that makes Mayday Parade such a fantastic act. I was thrilled to hear my personal favourite “Jersey” come out early. As it wasn’t released as a single, I didn’t expect them to play it, but I lost my mind when they did. Along with the deep cuts, Mayday Parade also made sure to celebrate favourites like “Oh Well, Oh Well” and “Anywhere But Here.”
High-energy moments were contrasted with stunning emo ballads like “Miserable at Best” and “Terrible Things.” While they sounded beautiful, I wish they didn’t see lead singer Derek Sanders move to the back corner of the stage to play piano. He was totally obscured by the speakers from my seats on the left. And while I know it’s not very punk to sit at a rock show, I can’t recall another show where the lead singer spent any considerable time hidden away near the back of the stage.
When we did see Derek, he was incredible. I loved watching him jump around with such feeling, vocals never faltering despite his high-octane performance. He also seemed overcome with the emotion of the occasion, noting that Australian cities are among the band’s top markets for new material. I felt privileged to be amongst this crowd who continue to support this band. “Jamie All Over” was the predictable closer, but even though I knew it was coming I had such fun rocking out to it.
I came out of Saturday’s concert without the small shred of voice that I had been hanging on to. It still has not returned. I crashed out in record time once my head hit the hotel pillow. When people said I was insane to even contemplate going to the gig so soon after my overseas adventures, they were probably right. But I would do it all again, because it was incredible. Mayday Parade, Jack’s Mannequin, and The Home Team have just two shows left in Australia. If you’re on the fence, trust me: buy the tickets.
17 September 2025 – Hindley Street Music Hall, Tarntanya/Adelaide (ALL AGES)
19 September 2025 – Metro City, Boorloo/Perth (18+)
Photo credit: Lauren Katulka
