Pop music’s modern-day messiah, Butch Walker delivered a headliner performance despite his opening act billing.

Flogging Molly didn’t give up much for Lent, instead bringing one hell of a happy show to Orlando’s House of Blues.

Jen Cray enjoys a bit of Fake Problems in Orlando.

Enemy Mine (Jagjaguwar). Review by Matthew Moyer.

Vs. Children (Tomlab). Review by Matthew Moyer.

Jen Cray flings off a bit of friendly vomit at The Social – who cares? Enduring horrible bodily fluids is but a small price to pay when The Gaslight Anthem’s in town.

Advance Base Battery Life (Tomlab). Review by Matthew Moyer.

Packing enough punk ‘n’ roll to wake up a sleepy Florida Friday afternoon, Riverboat Gamblers plowed through a matinee set at The Social that left Jen Cray sweaty and smiling.

Sycamore Meadows (Original Signal Recordings/Power Ballad). Review by Christopher Long.

Loneliness In America (Self Released). Review by Carl F Gauze.

First-time author and rock-concert veteran Steve Weinberger has written perhaps the funniest overview of the mosh-pit population ever. Like a mad scientist, Weinberger categorizes and analyzes every species of concertgoer in No Air Guitar Allowed, painting them with deft satirical strokes and a surprisingly empathetic eye. Ink 19 and Weinberger discuss how he spent years of his life illustrating the differences between KISS and indie-rock fans.

Black Ice (Columbia). Review by Christopher Long.

Caught in the Trees (Secretly Canadian). Review by Eric J. Iannelli.

The Watershed EP (Vanguard). Review by Tim Wardyn.

Jen Cray is thoroughly rocked by a triple bill of Rise Against, Thrice, and Alkaline Trio. All killer, no filler? The point can be argued…

Seventh Tree (Mute Records). Review by Matthew Moyer.

The Sweet Songs of Decay (Sincere Recordings/In Music We Trust). Review by Tim Wardyn.

Tinderbox (A Major Label). Review by David Whited.

Matthew Ryan Vs. The Silver State (00:02:59). Review by Andrew Ellis.

The Loved Ones had no idea they had so many fans in Orlando. Jen Cray was happy to find that she wasn’t the only adult in town who has a soft spot for melodic punk.