For years, your shores have been still, your boats unshaken, and the echoes of rowdy revelry mere whispers on the wind. But no longer. The call to adventure has sounded, and Ye Banished Privateers are here again when you choose to answer! Say goodbye to your loved ones, pick up your bottle and tricorn, sign the articles, and step onboard with Ye Banished Privateers for a night of liquor-soaked revelry, uproar, and unhinged debauchery. And yes – you can keep your loved ones, but you might lose your purses, your curses, or your breeches.
Ye Banished Privateers have stood for 17 years at the helm of Sweden’s unlikely boom in rowdy sea rowers, the likes of which haven’t been seen around these parts since Rorik plundered Utrecht. And the band doesn’t, in any way, travel light. Expect a dozen sailors armed with violins, drums, banjos, mandolins, and accordions, ready to knock you over with music inspired by sea shanties, Nordic and Irish folk, and infused with rock and punk as rough as the sea. Their authentic costumes, captivating storytelling, and raucous energy will make you feel as if you’ve stepped straight into a pirate port amidst the Golden Age of Piracy.
The tales they tell are those of rebellion and new chances at sea when the land won’t have you; of one left on the shore as a love is lost in the waves; the fate of a thousand men in the employ of the Dutch East India Company; and of the kind of camaraderie only found in the harshest of circumstances.
And it's not just in the words and the tunes – the story will be told with the help of the dead ship’s cat, the bleached yellow flag of the plague, and all the trappings of their so-called betters. They are never far away, with their sticks and their stones, their whip and their strings. Even King Charles II himself, tall as a schooner’s mast, has been seen waiting in the wings.
So get ready to shout your throat raw! Ye Banished Privateers have stormed these grounds before, leaving laughter, chaos, and unforgettable memories in their wake. If you were lucky enough to be there, you know the truth. If not, track down someone who was – or better yet, make sure you don’t miss your chance this year. Because soon, you’ll be the one to state the fact: A Ye Banished Privateers concert isn’t just a performance – it’s a raid, a booze-fueled assault on your senses, a maelstrom of participatory madness, and a damn good time.
