Firmly rooted in the Back from the Grave/Nuggets tradition of bands in matching suits playing furiously catchy three-minute slabs. Two ex-Monster Magnet alum.
The band journeys yet further into the annals of classic rock history, now virtually indistinguishable from progenitors such as KISS, Foghat, and the Stones.
The fatalistic beauty seems more urgent. Dax’s vocals and guitar (both often distorted) and Tessie Brunet’s feral drumming and lovely harmony vocals are here.
A league formed by the city parks and recreation office in L.A. and each team is populated in large part by casualties of the L.A. music and film industries.
Lamont coined the term (and titled their second album) “thunderboogie,” which describes their sound better than any number of words could ever hope to do.
Full-time addition of keyboard player who plays lots of tasty Hammond, adding a more Southern rock feeling. The lyrics aren’t quite as inspired this go-round.
Building on the foundations of fellow Texans ZZ Top (a stranger band than you might realize) and hints of the Dicks and brothers-by-buggery, Butthole Surfers.