Globe Hall Presents
Slim Cessna's Auto Club
Doors: 8:00 pm / Show: 9:00 pmGlobe Hall
$15.00 - $70.00
This event is 21 and over
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I said the best live band in the world, and I ain’t the only one. No Depression and Spin Magazine have said the same. This is a band that’s held its own onstage with everybody from Johnny Cash to the Dresden Dolls. But you listen to the recording of “That Fierce Cow is Common Sense in a Country Dress,” and it’ll take you just about four minutes before you realize you’re listening to the best band in the world, period. It’s Lord Dwight Pentacost leading the lunatic rapture on his Jesus and Mary double-necked guitar; Rebecca Vera playing pedal steel so sublimely that I swear to God you can see the ghost of Ralph Mooney circling the stage; and, holding down the rhythm section like they have with each other since seventh grade, The Peeler on drums and Danny Pants on the doghouse bass, driving the band, making you lose your damn mind.
They’ve been making music for over twenty years, and there is, quite simply, nothing else like it. It’s gospel music, is what I’ve decided. Gospel music for a blasted world. A world straining and bursting in constant pain, but one that can’t help but overspill with joy – even knowing better. And the songs, Jesus. Songs about Colorado Indian hater John Chivington, alien abductions, patricide, a man born without a spine. This is the wild, bloody and weird America of Harry Crews, the only America worth a damn. It’s what Flannery O’Connor was trying to say when she wrote of dark romances and the grotesque. If you’ve got a heart, these songs’ll break it, and if you’ve got any laughter left in you, they’ll beat it out of you until you cry.
I probably can’t improve on what Jello Biafra said about Slim Cessna’s Auto Club, that they’re “the country band that plays the bar at the end of the world.” But I like to think that as long as they’re around, they can still save us from that end. Or at least from what currently passes as country music.
– Benjamin Whitmer, author of Pike and Cry Father, and co-author with Charlie Louvin of Satan is Real: The Ballad of the Louvin Brothers
Their live show is a testament to the catharsis that is Git Some. Emerging from underneath loud-as-FUCK blasts of noise, driving, angular punk rock thrusts the listener unexpectedly from all directions. A schizoid, heavily-bearded vocalist takes the reigns of the ever-accelerating, ever-destined to perish in flame rock n roll vehicle: guitar, bass and drums. Peals of feedback disseminate to relinquish a big beat: an intense rock, punk and/or hardcore sound that while completely their own, give the listener subtle clues as to their derivative roots.
Formed in Chicago in 2002, transplanted to Denver in 2004 Git Some wasted no time and self-released two e.p.’s, distributing over 5,000 of them across the US, Europe, and Japan while on tour in one of their other bands (Planes Mistaken For Stars). Since PMFS disbanded in 2007, Git Some have released a split 7” and 2 full length records on the labels 1-2-3-4-GO! (Cosmic Rock, 2008) and Alternative Tentacles Records (Loose Control, 2010).
Git Some have a new 3 song 7”, also to be released on Alternative Tentacles Records, (tentative street date of April 3), a tour the north east U.S. and Canada this spring with Converge and have plans to record a full length album this summer.
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