Last night we were blessed on the mountain with the Dropkick Murphys. Irish punk, beer and good looking women has the makings for a wickedly rowdy night. The band came out with a all fist blazing tear down the roof attitude and it was on. After getting swayed into the mosh pit and covered in stale beer we rocked for almost one blessed hour and a half to the music from the old country done in ripping fashion. Now being a long time Dropkick Murphys fan coupled with the fact that this was the first time I had been blessed to see them left me a killer ringing ear and a wanting for much much more. I was brought back to the memories of my Irish Grandfather who despite his love for alcohol and roaming added character to the bloodline. My comments can not lay justice to a body of work that has stood the many years of the punked road so kick back and enjoy the legend of the Dropkick Murphys.Moe Hillbilly