Velour Winter 2022 Battle of the Bands Recap – Night 3

Did you see the lineup for Night 3? It was an absolute delight.


By Andy McFerren

Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, boy, oh boy, did we have a stinker at night three of Velour’s Battle of the Bands! I’m kidding, of course. Did you see the lineup? It was an absolute delight. Though attendance was not what was expected – most likely due to the snow storm – there was no lack of sound or energy throughout the night. My ears are still recovering, but that’s mostly on me because I forgot my earplugs. 


Health Care kicked off the night, and don’t let appearances fool you, folks. These kids can rock. Glammed out like a 80s hair metal band and sounding somewhere between such a band and the Greeting Committee, I found myself in a sea of youths whose birthdays all began with 2000s as Health Care brought a young energy that I haven’t seen in a hot second, though at times I think they sacrificed a tighter sound for that energy. 

Despite their age, they knew how to put on a show. Opening a night of the battle of the bands is a tall order, but they got the night off to a hot start. The crowd was eating up everything they were serving. 

Health Care performing at Velour Live Music Gallery. Photo by Jera Haslem.

If you will allow me to digress briefly, if there is one critique, there are few things I dislike more at a local show than when bands have you crouch down and build you back up. Whether it’s because my soul is black and in need of some Dickensian, Christmas Carol redemption or because I’m in my the sunset years of my life, I just think it’s an overplayed gimmick. It’s been done at least once a night so far this week (twice on Monday). I understand why bands do it, and if the crowd responds, then that’s all that’s important I guess. 

As the night progressed and Health Care left the stage, they were replaced by Homestyle Dinner Rolls. Now, my grandma makes some pretty bomb dinner rolls. Missionaries in the Dallas, Texas area used to put in a special request to their mission president for one last meal at her house just so they could have one last taste of those rolls. 

But despite how delicious my grandmother’s rolls are, they are not as fun as these Homestyle Dinner Rolls. Were Homestyle Dinner Rolls the best band of the night? No. These rolls are a bit more abrasive and not made for the fine palate of the judges tonight. They are the Golden Corral variation of dinner rolls, one of the only good things at that buffet. So, no they were not the best, but they put on a spectacle. 

They won me over with their sometimes punk, sometimes post grunge, and other times emo sound, from power ballads to ragtime, with the lead singer’s voice cracking anytime he had to hold a note for longer than second (a quality I find nostalgic and endearing). They took the energy with which Health Care began the night and turned it up to eleven, which for a trio band is impressive. I mean, they have a song that talks about falling in and making love outside a Taco Bell. What more could you ask for? 

Homestyle Dinner Rolls performing. Photo by Jera Haslem.

Up to this point in the night I was feeling really old until I saw Poolhouse’s drummer. Poolhouse is an indie pop band a la 5 Seconds of Summer on one end of their sound and Waterparks on the other end, with The Maine somewhere in between (pick your poison).


I heard Thanos’s famous line, “I am inevitable,” in my head as they took the stage. And you know what? They were. As I predicted in my preview of the battle of the bands, Poolhouse won the night. They played a set tighter than the bassist’s t-shirt and looked and sounded like the most polished band that deserved to win. 

They had their own light setup. Thank god my ex-girlfriend wasn’t in the crowd, or it might’ve triggered a seizure. I myself had to shield my eyes to not become a moth to the flame. 

The look on the members of the other bands in the audience said it all as they realized the enormity of the task ahead of them, all Davids attempting to slay Goliath, if they were to advance to the final. Their faces displayed everything from “eff this” to “thanks for coming out, better luck next time” as if Poolhouse had shown up with a gun to a knife fight when the flyer advertising the dust up specifically said knives only. 

Another note on overused gimmicks used by bands: Stop asking if the crowd wants to dance and then proceed to play a song that you can’t dance to. 

Poolhouse performing at Velour Live Music Gallery. Photo by Jera Haslem.

It was a tough act to follow after Poolhouse blew the competition out of the water, but despite this, Sabrina Astle’s band, Princess Peach, held their ground against Bowser. 

A wise person once said Princess Peach is like if Phoebe Bridgers met a sunflower and horns, which is one of the more accurate descriptions I’ve heard in my lifetime. She really is happy Phoebe if your brain can manage that oxymoron. Moody Princess Peach is like my happiest of days. 

Their set started a little rocky as Sabrina struggled to rise above the tsunami of sound that her band produces, but the band as a whole steadied the ship soon thereafter as Sabrina gained confidence in her vocal abilities, which were at full strength by the third song in the set, hypnotizing the crowd. 

If Christopher Walken were producing this band he’d be lobbying for more and more trumpet (instead of cowbell), except he wouldn’t be ridiculous in his request. The trumpet on these songs is the perfect chef’s kiss garnish, complementing the band’s sound more perfectly than jelly to peanut butter (personally I’m more of a jam guy). They utilized two (two!) trumpeters in their set, sometimes swapping them in and out like tag team wrestlers. I will be hearing trumpet melodies for the next few days. 

While not perfect, this was the tightest set I’ve seen Princess Peach play, and it’s always a pleasure to see a band improve in what seems like real time over the course of a few shows. They left it all on the court, even playing a song that Sabrina wrote just a week ago. 

Sabrina Astle performing with her band Princess Peach. Photo by Jera Haslem.

I was skeptical when Velour announced that the winner was only decided by one point, but in the end, the right band won the night. Poolhouse is moving on to the finals.

I had a blast, and I’m looking forward to a stacked Night 4. Velour’s Winter 2022 Battle of the Bands returns tonight at 7:30 PM. Del Perro, Bad Heather, Afternoon All Night, and Beeson will take the stage! Tickets are $10.


4 replies on “Velour Winter 2022 Battle of the Bands Recap – Night 3”

I never knew Anton Ego from Disney Ratatouille was based on a real person until now I’ve read this article from Andy. I can’t believe this guy went to the same show we did. My friends and I went to see Homestyle Dinner Rolls and Health Care, who we thought were by far everyones favorite of the night. We thought they were both awesome (amazing energy, great songs, fun crowd engagement – yes, we actually like to get down and then back up to jump all around, it’s something we younger people get hyped about), and we can totally believe that it was down to only 1 vote. We left midway through Princess Peach because, like this crusty writer said, everyone suspected the winner would be the group that probably shouldn’t have been allowed to compete in the first place. I mean, I have some Poolhouse songs in my playlist, they’re really good and all – but compared to the local artist type of setting Velour focuses on, Poolhouse reminds me of Das Sound Machine from Pitch Perfect. Still my biggest gripe with this article is how it’s so unlike anything else from provo music mag. All their stuff is upbeat, focuses on the good, and when give criticism, like in previous articles and album reviews, it actually sounds like it’s from someone who actually knows music. Suggestion, maybe let this Andy boomer retire and make way for those who seem to actually like and support local music.


Woah, when did you guys become Hate Music Magazine? Can this review be any more negative, or can this guy talk any more about himself in something that’s supposed to be about others? Boo. I’ve been to several of the nights and last night was the best so far. Loved it and the bands he bashes. I found some new favorites last night


Making jokes about band members’ age is distasteful at best, ageist bullying at worst. Disappointing coming from this mag.


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