I don't think any of the four guys in Broncho saw their fervent fan, as they muscled through their set without hardly turning to either side. The band blasted through 11 songs in about 40 minutes, taking almost no time between songs. The lead singer would often merely take a breath and then deliver the opening lyrics of the next tune in an indignant bark (a la Ramones) or a deadpan speak/sing (Weezer).

The tunes were hard-charging, but they weren't spastic; Broncho's catchy, short, workman-like punk songs call up the ideas of the Ramones in more than just vocal stylings. It wasn't just the audience singing along, either; The Boom Bang played snatches of several Broncho tunes during their soundcheck, while the same band announced in the middle of its show, "The rest of the set, we're only going to play Broncho songs."

That's the type of fanship Broncho inspires.