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Huntress Blazes the Sky Tonight
Huntress * Carrion Kind * The Conjuring * Death Rides A Horseat Launchpad
Huntress is fresh off a North American tour with Lamb of God, Killswitch Engage, and Testament, and is headed to the Duke tonight! It can be tough to get it up on a Monday night, but here are a few reasons to make it out for this show:
Calling All Juggernauts
Hailing from upstate New York, Coheed and Cambria have been bringing variety to the prog/metal scene since the mid-nineties. They gained wide and well-deserved exposure after opening for Iron Maiden during their recent North American tour; an opportunity given to only the most talented and promising musicians in the rock/metal genre.
Still Bonin’ in the Boneyard
Formed in ’79 while they were in High School, Fishbone were signed by a record label the same year they graduated. For over three decades, they have shared their unique punk/funk/ska hybrid with fans everywhere, breaking down racial barriers and earning street cred with punk rockers and rappers alike.
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“Not now—I’m drunk on Hanson ...”
As the tweenie boppers of the late ’90s began skipping the junior high dances in favor of smoking weed and watching Being John Malkovich, the tow-headed Hanson brothers faded into obscurity ... or so it seemed. The only Hanson ditty anyone remembers is the unforgivable scatty earworm that surely made Cab Calloway roll in his grave.
GWAR at the Sunshine tonight!
God, what an awesome racket
Regardless of whether you're a metal head, a fan of gore and filth, or simply an appreciator of lowbrow humor, GWAR is a concert not to be missed. You'll laugh, you'll cry and you'll be soaked by a giant blood canon. The band has recently suffered the untimely death of guitarist Cory Smoot. His character, Flattus Maximus, has been retired, but the show goes on. GWAR not only offers a dirty, sticky performance, but they are actually pretty tight metal musicians. Oderus Urungus fearlessly leads "the earth's only openly extraterrestrial rock band" with his devilish, bovine charm and his awe-inspiring cod piece.
S**t, that's tight?
Why Jack White is the newest ass-“Clown”
In recent years, Jack White has surprised his listening audience with a diverse array of musical collaborations. He's worked with talents from vastly different genres, from Loretta Lynn to Alicia Keys. After the dissolution of The White Stripes, fans of White have been eager to see who he might work with next. It's safe to say no fan was, is, or may ever be ready for his collaboration with Insane Clown Posse. For those of you like me who thought Juggalos—the equivalent of "Dead Heads" on PCP that follow a rap duo with painted faces—were a myth created by your mildly inebriated roommate (until you saw Hatchet Man rattle-canned on your neighbor's pick-up), they are very much in existence. These devoted fans dress accordingly, and even drink Faygo—the Juggalo drink of choice.
The Closest You'll Get to the Sunset Strip
L.A. Guns played a large roll in defining the glam metal scene in the late ’80s in Hollywood. Thanks to Headbangers Ball, the teenagers out here in the desert were able to get a taste of that glittery glory. I've seen the Guns live a handful of times over the years, and they still deliver a hot, dirty, balls-out show.
Honoring the dead
No one wants to be remembered for drug-addled antics or for being booed off the stage for a drunken, mediocre performance. Here's a clip of Amy Winehouse at 20, sharing her gift with the world.
The City Kidds are alright!!
The Tesla show sold out last-minute at the Hard Rock on Saturday night. I was sulking alone with my Stoli & Tonic at the smoke-filled Center Bar when a middle-aged, long-haired rocker dressed in camo and white sneakers tried to scalp me a ticket. He wanted $50 but I talked him down to $20, and I was in!
Donate your old cell phones to overseas troops
In the past, I've had a few friends who made fighting with their boyfriends an art form. I'm talking about the kind of fighting where they would scream and yell, throw themselves out of slowly-moving cars, destroy their boyfriends' cell phones and go storming off into the darkness. I'm sure you know the type. If you're not one of these soap opera stars of life, chances are you have at least one cell phone sitting in a drawer somewhere that you've retired for the newer, sleeker model. You know you'll never use it again (or break it). There are many people overseas serving our country that could take that tiny machine and put it to good use. Please do a stranger a favor. You can donate your phones to any AFD fire station or APD substation. Delete all of the content on your cell phone prior to donating by going to this site. For the full 411, check out Cellphonesforsoldiers.com. If you're the type of person that hangs on to stuff just in case, keep in mind you can still go for lamps and dishes if you really need to destroy something to get your point across.
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