We are going on a tour again. locations and show info updates coming soon.
August 5th - Athens, GA @ TBA
August 6th - Chattanooga, TN @ Anarchtica w/ Twat Sauce, TBA
August 7th - Asheville, NC @ TBA
August 8th - Charlotte, NC @ Milestone w/ Yardwork, Whatever Brains
August 9th - Washington, DC @ TBA
August 10th - Baltimore, MD @ TBA
August 11th - Asbury Park, NJ @ TBA
August 12th - Hartford, CT @ TBA
August 13th - NYC, NY @ TBA
August 14th - NYC, NY @ TBA
August 15th - Easthampton, MA @ TBA
August 16th - Boston, MA @ TBA
August 17th - Philadelphia, PA @ TBA
August 18th - Pittsburgh, PA @ TBA
August 19th - Cleveland, OH @ TBA
August 20th - Columbus, OH @ TBA
August 21st - Cincinatti, OH @ TBA
August 22nd - Bloomington, IN @ TBA
August 23rd - Chicago, IL @ TBA
August 24th - Kansas City, MO @ TBA
August 25th - Tulsa, OK @ TBA
August 26th - Denton, TX @ Rubber Gloves w/ Teenage Cool Kids
August 27th - Austin, TX @ TBA
August 28th - New Orleans @ TBA
August 29th - Pensacola @ Sluggo's w/ The Body(RI), TBA
August 30th - Tallahassee @ TBA
August 31st - Gainesville @ Bo Diddley's
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
"No ones can accuse these guys of not being punk," Fred Schrunk says, as a fat woman. She is wearing a long, big, ugly one-piece dress, with a faded-out flowered pattern. "This shit rules. Totally blown-out and fuzzed-out music. You can just barely hear enough of it to understand it's interesting and totally crucial." She lifts her right arm, and scratches her armpits.
She lifts her hands and begins running in position and shouts, "BLATZ fans take note." She is sweating.
She stands still, and then walks to an imaginary board and writes, "The songs are short, catchy, gross, snotty and super fun." She can smell her own armpits. She recognizes a powerful odor, not sure if it is unpleasant or tolerable.
She turns around and looks you in the eyes and says, "The lyrics are cool; the cover art is awesomely dumb." She does jumping-jacks, stops, sticks her left hand under her left breast, lifts it; from under the breast, a dove flies out.
But then she looks to the ground, saddened by her next thought and says, looking at you again, "Four great songs here but seriously sounds like it was recorded on a boombox in a basement. Most demo tapes sound better."
She punches her right fist into her left palm. She stomps her shoes.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
We'll be all up in the city of latinly love May 7th-9th for 305 Fest! We play Churchill's on Saturday at 9pm. For more info on the merrymakings go HERE! See you soon babies' babies. We love you all, despite your pretty faces.