Voodoo Glow Skulls

The fountain of youth burst open May 6 at the Bunkhouse Saloon when the Voodoo Glow Skulls took the stage. After a very aggressive, pleasantly violent start full of moshing and all-in-good-fun heavy pushing, the rowdy crowd was given a break to skank (ska dance style) with “Left for Dead.” As the show carried on, I felt not a day past 15. The fountain’s waters were rejuvenating. Classics such as “Charlie Brown,” “El Coo Cooi,” and “Love Letter” made the set list a fan-pleaser. Closing out the performance, they played with the same ferocity and intensity as the first time I saw them more than 10 years ago. Obviously, these guys bathe in the fountain of youth frequently. After singing my heart out to the final song, “Fat Randy,” I left feeling new, euphoric and a little wet.

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