Wednesday August 2nd | Doors at 8pm
w/ Phantom Lake
Tobin Sprout, former guitarist / songwriter of indie-rock icons Guided By Voices, has a new album (his first in 7 years), The Universe And Me (Burger Records), out on January 27. The Universe and Me takes a deliberately primitive approach that focuses on feeling, as opposed to production. The result is a vague bridge between the ballads of psych-era Beatles, and the haunting vulnerability of Daniel Johnston’s Hi, How Are You?.
Sprout penned and sang GBV classics including 14 Cheerleader Coldfront, It’s Like Soul Man, Awful Bliss, Ester’s Day, To Remake The Young Flier and Islands (She Talks In Rainbows). Burger Records will also be reissuing Sprout’s out-of-print 1990s Matador solo albums, Carnival Boy and Moonflower Plastic. In 2017, Sprout will be performing throughout the US with his 4-piece band.Get Tickets
Elf Power formed in 1994 and over the last 23 years have released thirteen albums, two eps, and a handful of singles, while touring North America, Europe, and Japan many times. Albums such as 1998’s Dave Fridmann-produced “A Dream In Sound” and 2008’s collaboration with the late Vic Chesnutt, “Dark Developments” have cemented the bands’ reputation as the finest purveyors of modern melodic psychedelic folk rock around. Their tour in support of their last album , 2013’s “Sunlight on the Moon” , took them on an extensive tour in support of Neutral Milk Hotel’s much acclaimed reunion tour, as well as dates with Broken Bells and headlining dates.
Their latest album “Twitching in Time” combines experimental arrangements and sublime songwriting with their powerful live bombast, into their strangest, most cohesive, and most exciting sounding album yet. Opening track “Halloween Out Walking” combines minimal and beautiful folk rock arrangements with otherworldy Moog synthesizer gurglings to awe-inspiring effect. Other highlights include “Watery Shreds”, a piano ballad that transforms itself into an explosive an unexpected distorted guitar drone freakout, sounding like an unlikely marriage of avant-garde keyboardist Laurie Anderson and drone metallers Sunn 0)) . Songs like the title track and “Cycling Aimlessly” are classic fuzzed out melodic rock songs the likes of which the band has become known for , while songs like “Gorging on the Feast” explore a jazzy, melancholy terrain before descending into a shredding heavy rock assault. The constant shifting of sounds and styles makes for one of the band’s most diverse and satisfying albums yet. On this album, singer/songwriter Andrew Rieger and longtime collaborator multi-instrumentalist Laura Carter are joined by Matthew Garrison on bass, Peter Alvanos on drums, and Davey Wrathgabar on guitar.
The album is released on May 12, 2017 on the band’s own Orange Twin Records, that has released almost 50 albums since 2001, including releases by Neutral Milk Hotel, Vic Chesnutt, Jeff Mangum, Jack Logan, Nana Grizol, Gerbils and many more.Orange Twin Records works in conjunction with The Orange Twin Conservation Community, 155 acres of beautiful land on the outskirts of Athens, GA that has initiated the development of a highly progressive, self-sustainable and ecologically-minded cluster village and nature preserve.
Thursday July 6th | Doors at 8pm
(Swamp81, DMZ, UK)
Loefah (real name Peter Livingston) is one of the pioneering founders of dubstep, releasing on one of the labels involved in the genre’s genesis DMZ. Loefah started off collaborating with the Digital Mystikz on the DMZ nights run in Brixton and was part of Mary Anne Hobbs’ Dubstep Warz radio show that contributed to breaking the genre to the mainstream. He was known for having a dark and minimal style that used powerful basslines and menacing vocal samples in order to create a sense of dread.Get Tickets
Saturday June 3rd | Doors at 8pm
w/ Graves At Sea / North / Jagged Mouth
Conan are as heavy as interplanetary thunder amplified through the roaring black hole anus of Azathoth. Remember that sentence, for it is writ large in virgin blood on the walls of the forgotten temple of Bol-Krastor, deep in the steaming forests of forgotten Lemuria. Conan, a monumentally brutal three piece (in the grand tradition of all the hallowed three pieces through time) hold a sinew-tight line and an iron-grip command over the uber-synchronised powerchord changes and tempo-shifts of the anti-holy trio of bass, drums and guitar. Two weary yet defiant men have the task of vocalising wretched thoughts over the turgid weight of Conan’s metalized bombast. They bear it well, for the task is immense.Get Tickets
Way back, in 2006, Conan formed as a two piece near the old port of Liverpool, and cut a now mythological demo (‘Battle In The Swamp’). The years dragged by, and fellow warriors came and went (we raise our tankards to their memory). Now they have crystallised into a final configuration – founding member Jon Davis still raging on guitar and vocals, but ably assisted by fellow acolytes of the absurd Chris Fielding on bass and vocals and the dexterous Rich Lewis on drums. Collectively their plans are clear: they seek nothing less than the crushing of a billion skulls.
They have committed their filthy, ocean-sized sound to wax (and the slightly less cool compact disc) several times thus far – with more fetid brooding output always on the reddening horizon. First came the hulking mass of a debut album (in 2010) that was ‘Horseback Battle Hammer’ (Throne, Aurora Borealis), followed by the now much sought after split with like-minded Northern Irish sludge-lords Slomatics (Head of Crom, Burning World) in 2011. In December 2011 Conan returned to the remote wilderness of Foel Studio, Wales, and into the capable hands of producer Chris Fielding (now their bassmaster) for the next album which was to released on Burning World Records in Spring 2012 – the mighty eardrum-warping ‘Monnos’. A triumphant recording of their live destruction of the 2012 Roadburn festival was released in 2013 as ‘Mount Wrath’. This was followed by a fearsome 12” split with Chicago doomfuckers Bongripper in 2013 (Holy Roar Records) and a new devil-deal with Napalm Records, resulting in the evil turgidity of third album proper ‘Blood Eagle’ in 2014. Many tours across the blasted wastelands of Europe and the old lands across the Oceans have resulted in a tight slaying unit that pauses for no weakling and decimates all who will not nod to their titan-riffing. Latest album ‘REVENGEANCE’ was RELEASED IN EARLY 2016 – A FOURTH ALBUM OF SUCH IMPLAUSIBLE WEIGHT THAT AZATHOTH ITSELF THREATENS TO IMPLODE IN A COSMIC SUPER-SHOWER OF BLACK DEATH-SHIT. Hear the roar of battle. Smell the stench of split blood. A thousand heads piled high like a grim mound of suffering – a blasphemy to nature. Hail Conan!
Saturday May 27th | Doors at 8pm
w/ Dylan Stevens and 1960sfe
Nicola Cruz’s music invokes the landscapes and rituals of his homeland, Ecuador, a country that is both home to the Andes mountains and the Amazon jungle. His music is an exploration of folkloric traditions and ancestral mythologies in a modern setting. Nicola was born in Limoges, France, to Ecuadorian parents. His upbringing was surrounded by a musical education rich in both indigenous traditions and occidental theories and from a young age he took to percussion.Get Tickets
From this musical connection between past and present, traditional and modern, an ongoing South American movement has arisen, exploring local indigenous and Afro-cosmologies through a carefully crafted analogue sound.
In 2012 Nicola collaborated with Nicolas Jaar’s now defunct label, Clown & Sunset. Prender el Alma, Nicola’s debut album, will be released later this year on ZZK Records.
Colibria is the feminine name in Spanish of a colibri, an artisanal instrument used in the recording of this song. The song speaks of primitive origins, water, survival, the basic elements that make up who we are. Huaira, the singer and eternal companion and collaborator of Nicola says “Colibria was born when I was living at the foothills of an active volcano where daily we watched it bleed, this track signifies an inward search and the journey of being reborn.” The track was recorded in an old warehouse in Quito, Ecuador with high ceilings that vibrated throughout the recording, giving the sound of water flowing throughout the song.
Thursday February 23rd | Doors at 8pm
w/ Lindy Vision, Tear Pressure, Eph Sharpe
The trio of Sean Galloway, Angelica Tavella, and Vince Gutierrez came together in Los Angeles after more than a decade in and around the Bay Area working on musical collaborations in various bands, on tour, over the Internet, teaching at youth music schools, and performing in drag musicals. The band has since added Los Angeles-based drummer Jessica Lankford, who joined them on the road for their recent West Coast tour supporting the release of “Total Fucker”.
In the making of “Total Fucker”, producer Jeff Saltzman (Department of Eagles, The Killers, Blondie), worked closely with the band to a achieve a balance between the sadistic twisting of oscillator knobs, overdriven vintage amplifiers, and plastic bagged microphones. The band finds it’s sound in the collective experiences of the trio; arching guitar lines, gritty synths, and raw drums and bass. Galloway and Tavella mix their distinctive voices together to create lush vocal harmonies that launch into wild choruses, a’la a Jeff Buckley and Annie Clark fronted Smashing Pumpkins.
Saturday Dec. 10th | Doors at 8pm
w/ Steve Hammond and His High Plains Grifters & Moonshine Blind
“Wayne Hancock has more Hank Sr. in him than either I or Hank Williams Jr. He is the real deal.” – Hank III
“Hancock, who tosses out a roots mix of old country, roadhouse blues, western dance swing, boogie bop, and straight-up rockabilly, takes what was once old and makes it seem like it’s always been and always will be.”—allmusic.com
“The country music scene could do with a lot more characters like Wayne, who push the music’s limits while staying truer to its roots than any well-known names associated with the genre today.” – Slug Magazine
Since his stunning debut, Thunderstorms and Neon Signs in 1995, Wayne “The Train” Hancock has been the undisputed king of Juke Joint Swing–that alchemist’s dream of honky-tonk, western swing, blues, Texas rockabilly and big band. Always an anomaly among his country music peers, Wayne’s uncompromising interpretation of the music he loves is in fact what defines him: steeped in traditional but never “retro;” bare bones but bone shaking; hardcore but with a swing. Like the comfortable crackle of a Wurlitzer 45 jukebox, Wayne is the embodiment of genuine, house rocking, hillbilly boogie.
Wayne makes music fit for any road houseanywhere. With his unmistakable voice, The Train’s reckless honky-tonk can move the dead. If you see him live (and he is ALWAYS touring), you’ll surely work up some sweat stains on that snazzy Rayon shirt you’re wearing. If you buy his records, you’ll be rolling up your carpets, spreading sawdust on the hardwood, and dancing until the downstairs neighbors are banging their brooms on the ceiling. Call him a throwback if you want, Wayne just wants to ENTERTAIN you, and what’s wrong with that?
Wayne’s disdain for the slick swill that passes for real deal country is well known. Like he’s fond of saying: “Man, I’m like a stab wound in the fabric of country music in Nashville. See that bloodstain slowly spreading? That’s me.”
Little known fact: Wayne is the only Bloodshot artist to have had their CD taken aboard a space shuttle flight.
“A rare breed of traditionalist, one who imbues his retro obsessions with such high energy and passions that his songs never feel like the museum pieces he’s trying desperately to preserve.” —AllMusic.com
Sunday November 6th | Doors at 8pm
w/ Paint Fumes
The King Khan & BBQ Show are two guys in a band, both writing, performing and singing: Arish ‘King’ Khan: guitar, vocals. His voice is the snotty one. His guitar is the lead one. Mark ‘BBQ’ Sultan: drums, guitar, vocals. His voice is the smooth one. His guitar is the rhythmic one. The drums are played live with his feet.
Bad News Boys is the band’s fourth studio album, their latest since 2009’s acclaimed Invisible Girl. The boys had previously broken up in 2010 after a taxing stretch, culminating in an invite by Lou Reed to play the Sydney Opera House. There was a public (internet) break-up and freak-out, which carried over into the week after in Asia. Words were said; brothers fought like brothers. It was the end of a stretch that had taken the band all over North America, playing festivals like Coachella, starting side projects like Almighty Defenders (with brothers Black Lips), touring the likes of Europe, Israel, Brazil, gaining legions of devoted fans internationally, and kickstarting that whole ‘doo-wop punk’ bullshit movement that still goes on today.
This is rock’n’roll. This is punk. This is early r&b. This is psych. This is doo-wop. This is garage. It’s all this and more, without trying to be anything.
A misconception of the band is that they play a bunch of instruments, which are then overdubbed to get a particular sound in the studio. The truth is that they record live. Their ‘studio’ is usually an apartment or – in the case of Bad News Boys – a basement, and they’re armed a 4-track cassette recorder and not much else. Their ethos is punk. Their mission is to revere rock’n’roll – the real stuff – enough, so that they are permitted to invoke its spirits and ghosts using magick, using their raw soul – for good or for bad – to evoke the smells and feelings that confuse and delight.
The King Khan & BBQ Show is a real band. Sure, their sense of humor is dirty, often surreal and potentially subversive, but the seriousness of their passion for real rock’n’roll should never be taken lightly. They live a lifestyle of pure love for the genre, respecting and understanding its basic tenets, living as lifers, representatives of tradition they feel is important. They cut their teeth together in The Spaceshits, a lightning fast rock’n’roll band formed in 1995 (dead by 1998) and have toured and paid their dues since, sacrificing their mind, bodies, souls, friends, family – all for love.
King Khan went on to underground hero status in many projects, shocking and impressing tastemakers in need of tangible image-icons, worldwide. Mark Sultan is heralded for his incredible voice and top-tier songwriting – rarities, today. Quite simply: they need one another, like yin and yang, to make it all happen. The band has managed to continue to release top-grade material for over ten years, without bowing to business or succumbing to what’s ‘hip’, without changing. They do what they want, take it or leave it. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, but never say they can’t write a great rock’n’roll song – and back it up with one of the best, most magickal, energetic, crass and nonsensical free-form live shows going.
They care so much that they don’t give a fuck.
PAINT FUMES drew first blood together in the year 2011, sharing a mutual love of garage scuzz and brain-chain reaction, and the connection was immediate and fierce. Sounds congealed via weekly seances at the Sewercide Mansion in Charlotte, NC and relentless touring which brought their unhinged reverberations to points all across the USA. Like the lovechild of Link Wray and Cheetah Chrome, raised by Lemmy on the streets of Venus, they sweated out the fever every night in ecstatic style. By the time Slovenly Recs got around to spitting out a couple classic 45s and their debut platter Uck Life, most true heads and even those way out of the know alike had gotten the message. Deep within a blitzkrieg of treble and feedback, there were real live tunes to sink your teeth into – the stuff that’s stuck in your head when you wake up in another dimension.
In the year of the horse, the ‘Fumes swelled in ranks with Ian Rose and Ben Carr of NC synthtopian punks Natural Causes, starting twelve thrash bands and surviving on nothing but hallucinations of vegetarian chimichangas. Together this crew ruined the beaches of Europe with Los Vigilantes, converted hundreds on the all-night diesel-powered festival circuit and in the midst of it all took a vacation down to Puerto Rico and committed to tape a new full-length entitled If it ain’t Paint Fumes it ain’t worth a huff!
Before gaming consoles, there were cabinets inside of which epic adventures unfolded bit by bit. They housed strange worlds where Italian plumbers are bombarded with barrels by angry apes; where foul-mouthed hopping heads illuminate multi-chromatic pyramids under a shower of snakes and spheres. Before these cabinets, there were live-action analog machine games of chance and skill wherein chrome balls fly through obstacles and over ramps in a blur of speed and light. Our extraordinary arcade is a fine collection of cabinets and machines designed to challenge the spirit and captivate the senses. With the experience and expertise of our local partners at Geekon we carefully curate our selection of games and add new cabinets every month. We are also the exclusive site for the pinball tournaments put on by Geekon every last Thursday of the month. The arcade at Sister bar is host to nostalgic favorites such as Ms. Pac-man and NBA Jams as well as obscure gems like Kung Fu Master and 720. Our wall of pinball is stacked with classics and currently features a Ghostbusters machine that plays like a bowling ball on a slip-and-slide at Roosevelt Park and looks like a Lisa Frank binder on acid. So check your couch cushions, round up those street bucks, and etch your name in our electronic hall of fame while sipping on your favorite adult beverage. And don’t forget to hit up our homies at Geekon for video game console and cabinet sales and service.
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