Frigg A Go-Go

The Circle Bar

January 02, 2004

The self-proclaimed “Garage Kings of Lafayette” deafened The Circle Bar Friday Night with a raunchy sound.

Frigg A Go-Go were out to prove two things: 1)that they were good and 2) that they were loud. Frigg A Go-Go was a piercing band with an attitude. The band was guitarist/singer Ronnie Ramada, pianist Sir Christian Leo, bassist Jeremy Steward, and drummer Chadwicked.

The room was bustling with Sugar Bowl weekend revelers before the band arrived. The group didn't run anybody off with their confrontational brand of rock. The band played traditional soft verses and loud choruses. They started out the set with two songs they hadn’t played in years—a pretty gutsy move.

It was hard to keep my eyes off of them. All five were decked out in classy black outfits. Ramada's mop-toppy spasms, tortured vocals, and Steward's jump kicks(he almost got me once) made them very fun to watch. Ramada's confidence and effeminate swagger was straight up Mick Jagger—the only thing he was missing was Jagger’s duck walk. Even though he was over-the-top, it worked.

Ramada was a true bandleader, telling the group to take it down a notch when he wanted to make things dramatic. Since I haven't seen the band before, I don’t know if this was a result of a malfunction within in the band or normal.

Ramada took on a persona during the performance, strutting between songs and calling his bandmates "gentlemen." When he was challenged mid-set by a drunk heckler, the singer immediately had the band break into a sexed-up cover of "Wild Thing" that was directed at the heckler. Touche.

The only problem was Frigg A Go-Go arrived late, and they did not get a sound-check in. They were off their game for the first eight songs, but once they took a break, they were tighter.

In short, the band’s raw sound was the closest I’ve seen to paint coming off the bar's walls.


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