Saturday night at The Constellation in Santa Ana was a big, fun, loud, and punk night with Die Spitz. After spending 35 minutes trying to park and having to pay $30 for the VIP lot (if you’re going to a weekend show at The Observatory/Constellation Room, maybe buy parking in advance), I found myself in a sea of people buzzing with excitement to see the Austin-bred band, Die Spitz.
Everyone in the room was turning to one another, chatting about how incredible the band is, and how excited they were to see these shredders take the stage. When the lights dimmed, “I Ran” by Flock of Seagulls came on the speakers, and the whole room cheered as they walked across the stage. Each member had a huge smile on their face and immediately addressed the crowd, interacting with those pressed against the stage.
It’s a great feeling as an audience member when the energy is reciprocated and you can sense just how happy they are to be there with you, too. It allows you to immerse yourself more deeply in the experience at hand. I took a moment and just thought, “God, I really love women.”
The band was quick to jump into their fast-paced punk rock discography, and the floor shook as everyone jumped up and down. And as the night went on, a large mosh pit opened up in the center of the room, with people spinning all around and bouncing off one another. The energy encompassing me was so fun; I can’t lie; I had to participate a bit, with my camera in hand.
As tracks changed, the women of Die Spitz also switched up instruments and vocals, which was a fascinating and cool detail. Their entire set felt very interactive, with the members engaging with the crowd, sharing stories, and exchanging silly faces with fans. They were candid and commented on their voices not being “as strong” after touring for seven weeks straight.
From where I stood and heard, it was unnoticeable, and the rasp only added to the allure of the vocals. The music scene, especially the punk/rock/alternative scene, is so heavily male-dominated; it felt so refreshing and incredibly inspiring to see all women up on the stage. The entire evening was electric, and I really cannot wait for the next opportunity to catch Die Spitz.
Photos & Words: Lily Duran
