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Pop Punk Benefit for the Greater Cleveland Food Bank with Youth Pallet
with Molly O'Malley, Plum Shed, Homedays
Fri, Jan 16 Show: 8:00 pm (Doors: 7:00 pm)
$25.43 Buy Tickets
Friday, January 16

Pop Punk Benefit for the Greater Cleveland Food Bank at Grog Shop!
Youth Pallet, Molly O'Malley, Plum Shed, Homedays

Doors 7 PM | Show 8 PM
ALL AGES
$16 advance / $20 day of show
+ $3 at the door if under 21

Proceeds will go to benefit the Greater Cleveland Food Bank. 

Youth Pallet

Beneath the TV static skies of Cleveland, Ohio, four gentlemen armed with their hearts and their instruments stand tall and slightly hunched. Carrying the names of saints and varying degrees of trauma, Youth Pallet attempts to reconcile the human condition through rock music. Building upon the foundation of the Midwestern folk-y songwriting of Nick Seink, and the tastefully meticulous rhythmic-backbone of Steve Kessler’s drumming, Youth Pallet season their unmistakable brand of rock music like four gourmet chefs. Under lyrics contemplating the timeless journey of personhood in a chaotic, morally-ambiguous age, David “Ziggy” D’Amato decorates and highlights these existential conflicts with soaring leads and uplifting vocal harmonies. While Tyler Adams bounces and weaves like a heavyweight boxing champion in the low end of his groovy bass lines. These four elements unite in an explosion of a unique energy that embodies the unbearable pain of being human; while embracing the healing love of experience and relationships.

Molly O'Malley

Indie pop songwriter

Plum Shed

Plum Shed is an alt-rock band from Cleveland. The lineup includes Beau Osickey (vocals/guitar), Will Hynds (guitar), Bob Martello (bass), and Kenny Statham (drums). Their sound blends powerful guitars, sharp lyrics, and tight rhythms, with a focus on energy and melody.

Homedays

The submerged bubble-sizzle of elephant ear dough hitting the deep fryer. The unfiltered delight of being snowed in with no end in sight. The yearning in your gut to pull your own bed's comforter to your chin. You remember when it all felt lighter, before the world started swinging and never really stopped. Homedays makes music for that ache. Palm-muted crunch giving way to choruses that won't leave your head. For anyone still here, still standing, still trying to hold onto something soft before it's gone.