ZOMG WE MANAGED TO GET A HALLOWEEN SHOW

That's right snitches. Saturday October 29 your favorite gruesome twosome will be serving fresh beats and possibly serving Undead Super Mario Realness? Only if you play yr cards right.

And it's at the Tritone, a personal fave. 9pm, $5in costume,$7 NOT and 21+

Sugartown presents Rock'n'Roll Girl Group Halloween Extravaganza!

Catch RD with

the Shondes
The Shondes make bold, brassy lonely-heart rock with the snarl and swoon of classic '90s Northwestern indie--all riot grrl bluster, K Records sentimentality, and a keening, wailing violin that's more Nirvana Unplugged than Raincoats unhinged... Separating themselves from Sleater-come-latelys, the Shondes have a little bit of steampunky clatter underneath their crunching riffs and a keen ear towards the Jewish music that raised each of its four members. (Village Voice)

Break It Up
Just last week, the trio—which features Jen Sperling (ex-Conversations With Enemies) and Dan Morse (current Wigwams) on guitar and vocals, and Casey Bell bell on drums—released its debut song via Bandcamp. The song, titled “Excavate,” is a guitar-driven, hook-laden throwback to some of the band’s ’90s indie/riot-grrrl influence.

Betty Iron Thumbs
Musically, “Under the Night” is shooting for a unique blend of rural and urban jangles. Underlying many of Morrison’s Lucinda Williams-esque twangs are the driving riffs of Long’s Social Distortion-inspired arrangements. “I don’t know what we are,” says Katie Morrison. “It just sort of comes together in a garage, country, punk-y kinda thing.” (The Metro)

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Zombie Crawl

Sweet pic. Thanks, Phrequency, for being the only friend with a camera.

Worldwide Exclusive

"Human Disembowelment: Just Enough To Wet Your Whistle" is now available on Itunes!
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It's a nice little sampler that we like to give out at our shows, but now it's got an official title, it's available FOR THE WORLD TO SEE, and...it costs MONEY. We've upgraded ourselves from sluts to whores. Well, at least part-time whores. There's still a lot we do for free really.

If you've already clicked that link, you may have noticed that "Unicorns!" is included in this demo. Yep, we threw in a new song as some incentive for you. So git on it.

We're Baaaaack

Let's make this simple.

We put together an epic fringe shit-show.  A glorious shit show it was.  But sometimes when you make something truly wonderful, you need a little break from being so good at life.  So we decided to suck at life for a few months.

But now, it's time to rule again.  And rule we shall - more than ever before.  You want proof?  Hmph.  I'd feign offense at such a lack of trust...except that I came prepared.



Zombies Are Forever is now on our Youtube!  Over the next few weeks, we'll be putting up clips from the third night.  *Update - A friend caught bits of the first night on video, and boy was that a shit show!!  So we may also post some of that for your amusement*

Plus, we're at work on a full-length album!  For reals.  We're keeping things vague for now, but get pumped.  We started recording this past weekend, and will be hard at work again this Sunday.  There's still a lot of conceptual stuff to work out before we can knock out the rest of the recording, so no talk of dates just yet.


What's that?  You want more?  Alright... but only cuz you're pretty.  Upcoming shows!!

MARCH 19th @ THE TRITONE - a benefit for the upcoming Phreak N Queer Arts Festival!

w/ Manscape, DJ's Kevin & Seth from Finger Banger, and DRAG QUEENS!!!  (REAL DRAG QUEENS!!! OOMMMMGGG!!!!!!!)

APRIL 24th @ THE TLA - ZOMBIE CRAWL!!!!!

For serious.  We finally got in with the Philly Zombie Crawl crew, and now we'll be playing the TLA pre-crawl extravaganza eleganza.

We know you missed us.

Here's Something Awesome

I just stumbled across this....


Bangable Dudes in History

You're welcome.

<3 Rainbeaux

Demons

Demons (1985) is a "slam-bang gorefest," according to The Gore Score (and they would know).  A college student (and Bartok fan!) and her girlfriend get a serious karma smack-down when they decide to play hookie to check out a new movie theater in town.  They find themselves trapped inside with the rest of the matinee audience as the horrific movie they're watching begins to play out in real life.  One by one, the movie-goers are transformed into flesh-eating pus-monsters as they try to find an escape from the demonic theater.

RB: I had 2 different people tell me that this was their favorite zombie movie EVER before we watched it. Apparently I really do just run in circles of giant nerds, but I digress. I mention the former fact because I feel the need to mention that while the same *basic* formula is there, to me these are not actual zombies. We've crossed that line where supernatural horror takes precedent over... pretty much everything. But that's okay. I'm totally into it. Also, why do movies made by Italian directors make so little sense? No, like, even less sense. I'm serious.

BR: More important: why are their soundtracks always so ballin'? This movie does skirt on the edge of true zombie-dom (as well as the edge of reason, sense, and hilarity), but I'd let it slide. I mean, all the basic elements are pretty much there: the epidemic is spread by scratch or bite, they become violent and cannibalistic, they suddenly have a lot more bodily fluids to spray everywhere, and the best way to kill them is with a katana. I will say that this movie really needed some more beheadings. Because, really, what's better than a head of wack-ass 80's perm flying through the air?

RB: Actually, nothing, Brian. Nothing is better than a gross, over-processed perm zombie head spinning through the air while still trying to nom your face. The zombies in this movie ARE plenty gross though. Claws, fangs, inordinate amounts of pus, you name it. And the first demon is so Thriller I can hardly contain myself. You rock that undead Rick James weave, mama. You're a supafreek.

BR: And don't forget those mean spandex. Werk. Real talk, though, it's kinda hard to say what I think of this movie. A lot of crazy shit happens, and I think Dario Argento is a smart dude... but I'm still kind of WTF-ing. You know what? It's a collage. There are a lot of pieces of other zombie movies put together that just confused my expectations. E.G. - you think there's a demonic plot at work, but it kinda fizzles out and changes its mind. Whatever, it's not my favorite, but it's pretty fun.

RB: Ya, agree. I would say that 80's B-grade horror has completely replaced romantic comedies in my movie watching diet in the last year. This is the kind of movie I'd watch when I wanted to watch a movie, but not necessarily think about it. And I'm much better for it. Except that now nobody knows what I'm talking about. Whatever.

Re-Animator

Re-Animator (1985) is loosely based on the H. P. Lovecraft short story "Herbert West - Re-Animator."  An earnest, young med student and his girlfriend get pulled into the odd conquest of a new foreign student, Herbert West.  West has discovered a bizarre liquid that, when injected into dead brain matter, can bring life to the deceased.  When brought back, though, the dead become violent, killing-machines. As the students lose control of their experiments, an all-out blood bath ensues.

BR: Re-Animator makes me want to get into H.P. Lovecraft real bad (I know, I been slacking). There's a uniquely dark/wacky sci-fi feel to it that I'm totally into. Crazy evil scientists? Yes! Glowing Gatorade zombie juice? Yes! Lobotomies? Yes! Ample use of fog machine? Hells. Yes. I also really love that the "hero" isn't much of a good guy. Oh, and zombie-kitty, I will take you home please.

RB: No, nobody seems to much of a good guy. Fine by me. The super-human strength of these zombies is astounding. As are the varying degrees of intellect. One turns into a vegetable before his lobotomy, one has a master plan (y'know, because that's really easy when you've ben decapitated) that includes rape and stealing someone else's work for glory. Another movie that's more horror than zombie, I don't know what to say.

BR: Well, by the time we get to Mr. Decapitated Scientist, we've pretty much thrown out every rule imaginable. For whatever reason, the only one that remotely bothered me was the talking head. He just breathed so much, you know? Whatever, Hulkamania, green goop, and zombie-kitty. You want it.

RB: Total mouth breather. Science Fiction + Gross = Good.