Burn Everything In Your Loft

“Burn Everything” by Golden Pelicans
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“Setting Fire To Your Loft” by Gary Wrong Group

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Good music has always been about the purging of pain, ancient evils, and demons. The rumbling noise of the bass and electric guitar has always implied a burning furnace, feeding the impulse to perform. Like demented preachers dancing in the flames of hell, the metaphor of fire is fitting to an intense rocknroll performance.

“When I went up to your party, I watched you burn everything you own” – King G.

It doesn’t get more straightforward. King G’s trademark gravely growl tells the story of a burned house, reminiscent of the scene in Badlands where Sissy Spacek’s farmhouse succumbs to the flames. King G’s poise is simultaneously reflective, and approving. Not quite upbeat, but instead a unique kind of Americana folklore, reminiscing of a Dead Moon crossing paths with Tom Waits. A rock ballad that self-combusted to a frenetic blues explosion.

Setting fire to your loft, has always been a part of the plan…”
– Gary Wrong

Jump in the sizzling fire of weirdo/punk Gary Wrong. Dangerous for the brain, horror-themed eerie almost-metal rock. Slithering synth lines, a loopy riff that recalls the organ keys of Giallo films, and pounding percussion riddled with chaotic crash cymbals.  Southern Punk at its weirdest, drenched in so much bayou water, you can hear the muted growl of crocodiles munching of human leftovers. Do not proceed further.

Golden Pelicans – The Best Rock Group in America?

The best is defined by the most long lasting energy, the most gracious exertion of that energy, the most infectious rhythms and grooves, the most sincere and poetic lyrics, and the combination of all those elements is the Golden Pelicans.

For King G, the singer, every performance is a committed effort to perform with his entire body, down to the utmost depths of his throat, at the vibrating surface of his vocal chords. Watch him pace the stage like a prowling wolf, then launch into a growl. Every song an anthem of unbounded energy. Headbanging, foot tapping, pogoing, moshing, and crowdsurfing. The walls rattle, beer rains, limbs bruise, bones break. A few hard knocks get taken, like a real hard head.

– Florida’s Dying is their record label store.

– Golden Pelicans Bandcamp

– Best Golden Pelicans Live Performances

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