The Star Bar Presents Tiger! Tiger! And The Delusionaires With Special Guests Bad Friend!

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The Star Bar Presents Tiger! Tiger! And The Delusionaires With Special Guests Bad Friend!

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Peach patch savages meet swampland sleazeballs! TIGER! TIGER!: "Since 2005 Tiger! Tiger! has become an important figure in Atlanta's underground music scene, working at the cross roads of garage rock, punk and R&B ... a catty and cool collection of retro rock and roll rhythms that dive headlong into the dark side of the tensions that bind and repel the sexes... by turns sultry and frenetic, obsessive and triumphant as vocalist, guitarist and principal songwriter Buffi Aguero cruelly croons away, kicking at the rubble of love in the ruins. Sam Leyja (organ), Susanne Gibboney (bass, vocals), Mario Colangelo (drums) and Shane Pringle (guitar, saxophone, vocals) craft a gritty and careening big beat that wanders into the most menacing parts of the ego and the soul. This is the battle cry of strength, reckoning and psychological vengeance that kicks like a Stiletto to the guts. Each song tells a tale of hurt feelings, deceit and rising above with extreme prejudice... a direct and uncomplicated channeling of very complicated emotions. Dueling frontwomen Gibboney and Aguero bring the pressure to a fine point - the wrath of not one, but two women scorned has never been so enticing." -- Indie Waves THE DELUSIONAIRES: " Gene Vincent would have listened to during a mean drunk. Not quite rockabilly, not quite surf, it's 1961-style Music to Construct Zip Guns By..." "...dirty rock instrumental played and poorly recorded in a filthy striptease nightclub full of fat drunks throwing up at the bar..." "... this sounds like music from a movie about a detective who drinks too much." Sick-as-it-gits rhythm-n-booze flooze from "the first combo of the millennium", marking fifteenth years (minus a half dozen in the middle) of the low life. Las Vegas Grind-style soddenness shaped by leering sax, thudding bass, scurrilous guitar, clamorous drums, and the occasional vocal, by turns unctuous and unbalanced, clad in rags and doused in Ripple. Wiggle, bump, slither, and scrump, we ain't goin' to Heaven nohow. plus BAD FRIEND A Bad Friend... ...asks you to do things that you are uncomfortable with. ...makes you feel uncomfortable. ...encourages you to make bad choices. ...tells you to commit naughty acts. $8.00 door, 21-up. Dress For Arrest.
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