Maniac, Cadaver Dogs, Mystic Knights of the Cobra

Tuesday 4/17

7:00 pm


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This event is all ages


For millennia, mankind has pondered the meaning of life. In 2012, the answer will arrive. Welcome to the Church of Rock and Roll, baby.

Foxy Shazam have traveled the globe for years spreading their bombastic gospel and singing the praises of a life less ordinary, leading a massive mutiny against the mundane and converting thousands of believers in the fight to save what's right about the world. But the world ain't seen nothin' yet.

Foxy Shazam, the most electrifying rock band to inhabit the planet for the past seven years, have just crafted the most meaningful and grandiose record of their career and they're ready to unleash it into public domain. Produced by Justin Hawkins, the mastermind behind U.K. glam-rockers The Darkness, The Church of Rock and Roll is an ambitious and awe-inspiring cavalcade of passion and humanity. From the bawdy sex-strut of lead single "I Like it" to the heart-wrenching ardor of "Forever Together", this is a record for anyone with a beating heart.

"We're not concerned with what category we fall into," declares singer Eric Nally. "We want to stand for our generation."

They're currently doing a damn good job. With three albums (2005's The Flamingo Trigger, 2008's Introducing, and 2010's Foxy Shazam) and nearly 1,000 live performances under their collective belt, this band of angelic hellions who call Cincinnati, OH their Earth-home, Foxy Shazam have few peers when it comes to live performance. However, it is their fourth studio album, and their first for the recently revamped I.R.S. Records, that truly begins to reveal the glorious potential that has been percolating internally for more than half a decade, a flourishing burst of refreshing yet timeless music waiting for the right time to strike the hearts of the masses. That time has come.

Displaying a unique caliber of musicianship nearly nonexistent in the world of modern radio, Foxy Shazam create forceful landscapes of commanding melody. The uplifting keys of extraordinary pianist Sky White twinkle playfully above the soaring chords and searing solos of guitarist Loren Turner. The pummeling rhythm section of drummer Aaron McVeigh and mononymous bassist Daisy churn steadfastly while the shimmering shrill of Alex Nauth's trumpet pushes the known limits of the instrument to majestic new heights. And then there's that voice.

At the center of the pulpit stands one enigmatic man, a hypnotic hurricane of smoke and glitter. Cutting through the lush instrumentals like a fiery bolt from the Heavens, Eric Nally's unparalleled vocals power the congregation with a ferocious intensity that cannot be manufactured, with a roaring sincerity that burns deep within the mortal frame attempting to contain them.

"I didn't go to college. I knew what I needed to do," Nally explains. "Back in the day, rock stars were mythical creatures. Now there's no mystique, but I like the element of mystery and longing. The rock star is becoming extinct. I want to revive it."

Foxy Shazam are a soul band with a punk rock attitude and a symphonic attention to detail. A name that once represented a pair of cool sneakers has become synonymous with charisma, bravado, rock and roll. Here to pull you from the disparagingly bland edges of modern rock and return music to an era of glamour and emotion, this band has crafted the immaculate soundtrack to a world in moral disarray, each song the audial accompaniment to a work of epic cinema that exists only in the mind of the listener.

"I wanted to break that boundary of uncool. Because nothing is cool until it's made cool," Nally states, and he should know. With their powers combined, Foxy Shazam have made cool.

Without further ado, Foxy Shazam present The Church of Rock and Roll. You're welcome.
It's not often two rock front men form a side project and make it work, but Jake Grigg from Something With Numbers and Shawn Harris from The Matches are giving it a red-hot go. Is this the pop-punk version of Empire of The Sun? Possibly.

Instead of the bog-standard EP with single + video clip, they've utilised the power of the internet to make what they're calling an "extended play video" – basically one continuous and changeable video for the four songs on their debut EP. It's a little bit hard to explain, but really effective – check it out here. No really, you should do it right now.
Cadaver Dogs
Cadaver Dogs
Cadaver Dogs are a motherfucker. With their paws planted firmly at the front of the party bus, Cadaver Dogs are happy to take you on a fast ride to the ends of decency, showing no mercy for those foolish enough to step in the path of their roaring rock spectacle. Like fireworks stuffed into live rats, the five tracks that make up their debut EP "Thrill Ride" explode with a nasty flash, leaving their grime behind to fester in your boiling brain. Three rock n' roll stallions have finally created the perfect soundtrack to gambling on Doberman fights in Reno and getting your first hand job behind a carnival side show tent. It's dirty, vivacious, and you know you shouldn't be allowed to like it, but your head keeps spinning and now there's no turning back. This is music for the depraved and the decadent, the fiendish and the self-indulgent. So who do you think you are?
Mystic Knights of the Cobra
Mystic Knights of the Cobra
From the Muddy Banks of the East Bay's Carquinez Strait, comes a Secret Society of Rockers ready to Party your Pants Off. Mystic Knights Of The Cobra have been playing shows in and out of California since 2007. Mixing Rock'n Rollpunk, hard rock and old school, with the occasional rap/break-beat or booty bass line, the Cobra’s are hard to put in a in any musical box. Swerving and searing around crisp guitars, vivid drums, vocalists Baby and Lady Cobra don’t take no lip as they conjure up stylings reminiscent of Tilt and The Runnaway’s. Also known for a bit of a vaudeville stage-show, a magic act or full costumed extravaganza are not unexpected.

MKOTC have shared a stage with the likes of Green Day, Foxboro Hot Tubs,, Prima Donna, Star Fucking Hipsters, Civet, Nashville Pussy,Kepi Ghoulie, The Frustrators, the Phenomenauts, Fleshies, Clasics of Love, Billy Bones, Japanther,Old Firm Casuals, The Legendary Stardust Cowboy, Cracker,Wu-Tang Clan, Guttermouth,Bobby Joe Ebola,Lady Gaga and SHAT.
Venue Information:
Rickshaw Stop
155 Fell St
San Francisco, CA, 94102