For almost 10 years, Konrad Keele has operated an all-ages venue for Utah’s punk, hardcore and Ska communities. Standing at about 6’ 2”, Keele dresses casually-not with studs and bristles- and speaks with a reserved, but confident tone. Since 2016, he has owned and operated The Beehive Social Club, located on 666 South and State Street. He seeks to empower his community and friends by providing access to music through his venues. Speaking of his own transformative experiences, Keele says, “I’ve been changed through music. My politics are directly affected by the bands I listen to — my diet, my habits, my whole lifestyle.”
Check out the full article on Konrade Keele and The Beehive Social Club published @ Utah Stories!!
The Weirdos played an awesome set at Urban Lounge on July 17.
This evening holds a promise of excitement from two legendary groups who’ve helped build the foundation of punk—The Weirdos and The Adolescents. The latter I’ve seen before while living in London, but with the addition of the former, it’s all I can do to keep my composure as I hang in the patio of the Urban Lounge. The place was packed and, while this is not necessarily surprising for a Friday night, it is interesting to see several generations of punk rockers under one roof—studs, bristles and all. I can’t help but acknowledge some romantic notions of this gathering being a symbol of the rich legacy of punk in Utah.
Monorchist blast with a punk rock barrage. Photo: Steve Chapman
Attempting to escape the blistering heat that defines this Friday evening, I find myself at Beer Bar waiting for tonight’s festivities to kick off. Early as ever and due to a late set up, my journey here is plagued with the temptation of imposing more financial strains on my wallet. Simply meaning I’ve already spent 45 minutes listening to various 45s at Diabolical Records and I need to go into temporal exile from the lures of an addicting habit. My exile is brief—I come back to find that things are still not yet underway. But I find that the members of Monorchist are tailgating in the parking lot. After introducing myself, I am invited to join them in some pre-gaming before their big comeback gig…
Ben Weasel’s barrage of snotty pop punk riled up the loyal punk crowd. Photo: Brian van der Brug
Opening up tonight’s festivities, Gwendolyn Giles (Dog Party) shouts out “We are Dog Party from California and we are here to party!” This is perhaps the most appropriate thing to say to the hundreds (with still many more piling in) of punk rockers, many of whom have braved long journeys and the intense Utah heat to come be a part of movie history. The popularity of director James Merendino’s cult classic SLC Punk! is more than evident, as more than three quarters of the crowd appears to be from out of town. The filming of this new movie is not without some criticism. Local punk rocker and concert-goer who goes under the name Goblin says “It’s cool seeing this many people at the show, but it’s a bummer because of the circumstances. I’d say that 70% here are not from here and they’re supporting a movie about our town, our home.”
The cult-like following behind James Merendino’s film SLC Punk! is somewhat legendary among those who participate or are even aware of the subculture. Even during my travels, whenever I mention that I live in Salt Lake City, two things are always asked. One—Am I Mormon, and two—is SLC like the movie? Needless to say it has become a classic. This is evident as I walk toward The Complex and come across an assortment of punks, both local and foreign. They are waiting for their chance to be an extra in this spin off….