White Reaper – Tickets – Beat Kitchen – Chicago, IL – May 5th, 2017

White Reaper

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NO PARENTS, Modern Vices

Fri, May 5, 2017

Doors: 8:00 pm / Show: 8:30 pm

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White Reaper
White Reaper
The World’s Best American Band. The bold statement from Louisville’s White Reaper is not only the title of their new album, but also the band’s credo. “Because we are the best,” says guitarist/vocalist Tony Esposito. “Just like Muhammad Ali was the greatest, you gotta say it out loud for people to believe it." And with that mentality the band hit the studio with close friend and producer Kevin Ratterman (My Morning Jacket, Young Widows) and made a good ol' fashioned in-your-face rock ’n’ roll record. “We didn’t make this record or start this band because we wanted to come across in a single, certain way," says Esposito. “We just make records that we'd want to hear. We started doing this because it's fun as hell, just as much now as it was when we were 14." Boasting textured melodies, layered guitars and more seasoned lyrics, The World’s Best American Band finds the quartet busting out of the basement sound established on their previous full length (2015’s White Reaper Does It Again) and setting their sights on the arena. Garnished with glimpses of the golden age of rock and roll, TWBAB is loaded with guitars that scream and gigantic drums in lockstep rhythm, each song packing its own massive, but none the less unique, punch. Lead single “Judy French” struts like a runway model raised on Heavy Metal Parking Lot, while midway point “The Stack” pairs a classic rock shimmy with a flair for glam. The Kentucky boys eagerly await hitting the road in 2017. Armed with a record that celebrates rock in all of its glory, they are poised to satisfy crowds whether they are packed shoulder-to-shoulder in the "standing room only" pit or kicking back in the cheap seats. “Come to the show, have a drink, have fun,” laughs Esposito. “But be nice to everybody, cause you're gonna get real close."
NO PARENTS
NO PARENTS
More than a few rumors have been circling about the members of Los Angeles punk band 'No Parents'. Among them:

Frontman Zoë Reign is the only living member of the long extinct human subspecies, homo erectus. His cave-tatted and zaftig body was found perfectly preserved within a gigantic slab of dank resin, excavated from a North Hollywood backyard by a pair of teenaged twins, whom, in the throes of a Blue Dream-edible-induced bad trip, had become convinced that the ghost of G.G. Allin would haunt their local sesh spot were they not to unearth a mysterious object from behind their uncle's ranch house.
Bassist Killian LeDuke is both blessed and cursed by his possession of a rare Poon-Slayer's Statuette, which in appearance is not far off from the Venus of {look up}, but unlike that ancient artifact, is said to faintly emit the chorus of the Stooges' "T.V. Eye", a tune which grows louder if the object comes within the presence of a particularly bodacious babe. Accounts conflict on the actual psychophysical effects of the totem– make your own call if you ever come within 5-10 feet of Mr. LeDuke.
Guitarist Ryan McGuffin learned how to play his scintillating riffs from a group of hyperintelligent Fender-wielding crustaceans. One day while surfing Leo Carrillo during a super gnarly swell, he was pulled under (after getting way too pitted in a tube of opaque Pacific trash-water.) Rendered unconscious by a critical case of board-to-dome, he would have certainly perished beneath the waves had he not been furnished with scuba gear by the aforementioned rock lobsters. Somewhere along the line, the rumor goes, they taught him how to shred, but the details here are fuzzy, as it remains unclear how these clawed creatures could pluck a guitar string without snapping it, not to mention how an amp could function underwater.
Monty, the drummer, is an alien.

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Interesting as these rumors may be, their veracity is far beside the point. No Parents play rock and roll music and they play it well. Oh fuck yes they do.

-WA
Modern Vices
Modern Vices
Self-proclaimed dirty doo-wop, Modern Vices are Alex, Peter, Thomas, Patrick, and Miles. They hail from Chicago. Noir in tone, their sound resides somewhere between late '50s croon and wet garage rock snarl. Their self-recorded, eponymous, LP drops in October via Los Angeles' Autumn Tone Records. A romantic revolution.
Venue Information:
Beat Kitchen
2100 West Belmont Avenue
Chicago, IL, 60618
http://www.beatkitchen.com/

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