Sun, Nov 22
The Goddamn Gallows, King Sickabilly
Picture a banjo, a washtub bass, an accordion and a drum kit being played by people who look like they arrived on a freight train, and you are most of the way there. The rest is volume.
The Goddamn Gallows have spent close to twenty years touring relentlessly through a genre that barely has a name — gypsy-punk, psychobilly, hellbilly, take your pick — and building an audience the old way, one van-driven show at a time. Their crowd overlaps almost perfectly between punks and people who own a lot of Johnny Cash, two groups who do not otherwise share rooms. That overlap is the whole event.
A Sunday night on El Cajon Boulevard for a band that has never once played a set at half effort.
Doors at seven on Sunday the twenty-second of November, music at eight.
Picture a banjo, a washtub bass, an accordion and a drum kit being played by people who look like they arrived on a freight train, and you are most of the way there. The rest is volume.
The Goddamn Gallows have spent close to twenty years touring relentlessly through a genre that barely has a name — gypsy-punk, psychobilly, hellbilly, take your pick — and building an audience the old way, one van-driven show at a time. Their crowd overlaps almost perfectly between punks and people who own a lot of Johnny Cash, two groups who do not otherwise share rooms. That overlap is the whole event.
A Sunday night on El Cajon Boulevard for a band that has never once played a set at half effort.
Doors at seven on Sunday the twenty-second of November, music at eight.
The Goddamn Gallows have spent close to twenty years touring relentlessly through a genre that barely has a name — gypsy-punk, psychobilly, hellbilly, take your pick — and building an audience the old way, one van-driven show at a time. Their crowd overlaps almost perfectly between punks and people who own a lot of Johnny Cash, two groups who do not otherwise share rooms. That overlap is the whole event.
A Sunday night on El Cajon Boulevard for a band that has never once played a set at half effort.
Doors at seven on Sunday the twenty-second of November, music at eight.
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Picture a banjo, a washtub bass, an accordion and a drum kit being played by people who look like they arrived on a freight train, and you are most of the way there. The rest is volume.
The Goddamn Gallows have spent close to twenty years touring relentlessly through a genre that barely has a name — gypsy-punk, psychobilly, hellbilly, take your pick — and building an audience the old way, one van-driven show at a time. Their crowd overlaps almost perfectly between punks and people who own a lot of Johnny Cash, two groups who do not otherwise share rooms. That overlap is the whole event.
A Sunday night on El Cajon Boulevard for a band that has never once played a set at half effort.
Doors at seven on Sunday the twenty-second of November, music at eight.
The Goddamn Gallows have spent close to twenty years touring relentlessly through a genre that barely has a name — gypsy-punk, psychobilly, hellbilly, take your pick — and building an audience the old way, one van-driven show at a time. Their crowd overlaps almost perfectly between punks and people who own a lot of Johnny Cash, two groups who do not otherwise share rooms. That overlap is the whole event.
A Sunday night on El Cajon Boulevard for a band that has never once played a set at half effort.
Doors at seven on Sunday the twenty-second of November, music at eight.
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