If you’ve never seen a stoner rock show that hits like a freight train and grooves like a ’70s vinyl, you clearly weren’t at the Oklahoma City stop of this powerhouse lineup: The Inspector Cluzo, Blacktop Mojo, and the almighty Clutch. It was a night soaked in fuzz-drenched riffs, Southern grit, and pure rock swagger.
The Inspector Cluzo kicked things off—and if you haven’t seen this French duo in action, rectify that immediately. Guitarist/vocalist Laurent “Malcolm” Lacrouts and drummer Mathieu “Phil” Jourdain aren’t just musicians—they’re farmers from Mont-de-Marsan, France who moonlight as a soul-fueled, high-octane rock outfit. They told the crowd as much, and it only added to their down-to-earth, yet electric energy. Lacrouts had the crowd singing along to their songs like we’d all grown up in the same house. You couldn’t help but grin. Two guys, one massive sound, and enough charisma to fill an arena—they had the crowd in the palm of their calloused hands.
Blacktop Mojo followed with a set that felt like a deep Southern storm: slow-burning at times, but always ready to unleash a wall of power. Having been a fan since Burn the Ships dropped in 2017, I’ve made it a mission to catch them whenever they roll through OKC—and for good reason. Bassist Matt Curtis moved around the stage like a panther, sizing up the crowd with every step, while the band dipped into their older tracks to the delight of longtime fans. It was a gritty, passionate set that reminded everyone why Blacktop Mojo has earned such a loyal following. Raw, real, and loud—just the way it should be.
Now it was time for the all mighty Clutch to take the stage. You always know Clutch is going to bring it. There’s no gimmicks, no fluff, no pyro—just four seasoned pros laying down some of the heaviest, grooviest riffs in rock. Neil Fallon is the kind of frontman who commands attention without ever asking for it. He roamed the stage like a preacher at a Southern revival, making sure every corner of the crowd felt the power. Even the fans hugging the far corners of the barricade got some love.
The setlist was, as always, a surprise—Clutch loves to shake things up night after night. OKC got treated to a kickoff with “Slaughter Beach,” and from there, the band ripped through a killer mix pulled from across their 13-album legacy. It was a full-on sonic sermon of heavy blues, funk-tinged rock, and fuzzed-out stoner jams. The crowd soaked up every minute. Heads banged, fists pumped, and not a soul left disappointed.
With tour dates still on the horizon, you’d be doing your ears a disservice by skipping this one. Whether you’re a lifelong Clutch disciple, a Blacktop Mojo faithful, or someone just discovering the genre thanks to The Inspector Cluzo’s French farm-powered fury—this is a night of rock and roll salvation you don’t want to miss.
