Above Snakes at the Turf Club

Above Snakes Bring the Heat to the Turf Club

From the first note, it was clear this wasn’t going to be a laid-back, arms-crossed kind of night. The room tightened up near the stage, the lights dropped, and when the band hit, they hit hard. Thick, heavy guitar tones filled every inch of the Turf Club, bouncing off the walls and settling straight into your chest.

Above Snakes doesn’t ease into a set. They launch.

The rhythm section locked in immediately—tight, driving, relentless. The lead guitar carried that gritty, modern hard rock punch with just enough grit to keep it raw. the bass filled the low tones to your bones. It wasn’t overly polished. It wasn’t meant to be. It was loud, confident, and unapologetic.

And the hair? Flying. The lead singer, Johnny Skulls, rarely letting his dreads rest, instead having them fill the stage beyond the vocals he belted out.

Every chorus felt bigger than the last. Heads were banging in unison, front row pressed against the stage, and the energy never dipped. That’s what stood out most—consistency. Song after song, the band kept the throttle down without losing control. That’s harder to pull off than it looks.

The Turf Club is the perfect room for a band like this. Intimate enough to feel the sweat and stage lights, but big enough for the sound to breathe. Above Snakes used every inch of it. There’s something special about watching a heavy band in a room where you can see every expression, every pick scrape, every drum strike.

By the end of the set, the crowd looked like they’d been through something together. Smiles, ringing ears, and that satisfied exhaustion that only comes from a high-energy rock show done right.

Above Snakes didn’t just play the Turf Club. They shook it.