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The Boss Hoss: Welcome to Trashville
ЯR Oktober’s Official Band: The Boss Hoss ЯR
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After 15 years of playing and recording in rock ‘n’ roll bands, and another 3 writing about rock ‘n’ roll bands, it’s tempting to say that I’ve pretty much seen all the weirdness you could ascribe to rock ‘n’ roll bands, but then I saw The BossHoss…
The Boss Hoss plays a raucous, countrified style of punk-a-billy rock. Nothing new there. Cow-punk had its day 20 years ago with X and Lone Justice. Fair enough. What about the fact that most of their repertoire consists of bizarre hick-rock covers of popular songs like Nelly’s “Hot in Heere”, Ministry’s “Jesus Built my Hotrod” and Cameo’s “Word Up”. To make it still more intriguing, they somehow convinced one of the world’s biggest record labels to get on board with them. Oh, and they’re not from Nashville or Bakersfield–they’re from Germany!
Ja. Dieser band kommt aus Deutschland, y’all.
Looking at it all on paper, this could either be total fucking win or the absolute worst band ever to disgrace a stage. Read the rest of this entry »
Dead 50s: Wasted, Unfaded, Semi-educated
ЯR September’s Official Band: The Dead 50s ЯR
I wear my pride on the inside, and I wear my coat when it’s cold.
Don’t mind my striped tube socks. It’s only harmless fun.
-Short Bus, The Dead 50s Read the rest of this entry »
Cover your eyes, it’s Sullivan!
August’s Official Band of Ration Reality: Sullivan
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Every now and then, there comes a band that has an effect like audio crack, except with slightly less-harmful effects on pregnant women. Their choruses demand that we sing along. Their catchy rhythms compel us to beat on the dashboard like the monkeys we all are deep inside. Hearing their songs helps endorphin junkies like us “get well”. North Carolina’s Sullivan is one such band. Damn them and their will-breaking rock!
Craptain Jack and the Shmees
Official Band of Ration Reality
Getting To Know…
Craptain Jack and The Schmees
By Jody E. Wilson
And by “get to know”, I mean you’re gonna get to know stuff you could figure out with a cheap Dell, dial-up and 4th grade education. These guys are funnier than Molly Hatchet and twice as talented. They and many others probably consider them to be a “joke” band but that would be selling them short… shorter than I am compared to their singer, Craptain Jack, who must be 8’ 11”. I won’t be so insulting as to tell you the band’s theme but I’ll give you a hint: it rhymes with “pirate”. My favorite track has to be “Rippin’ a Fot”, a jazzy butt-rock number that chugs along like a hooker on crank. These guys are from below the Mason-Dixon line but don’t discount their intellects based only on that. After all, my boss is a redneck, too. Jolly fucking ho.
