Så skete det endeligt, at Red Dons lagde vejen forbi 1000Fryd!
Red Dons er bygget på hedengangne Observers og har såmænd også enkelte personer fra Clorox Girls og en enkelt guitarist fra Born/Dead med i håndbagagen. Så det er garvede drenge, der dukker op i Kattesundet denne onsdag!
Red Dons er fra Portland i det store Amerika og spiller skramlet punket rock eller rockende punk, alt efter hvilket humør man er i:) Og herligheden er udgivet på Deranged Records, så man kan jo dårligt stå stille af begejstring!
Stilmæssig befinder vi os et sted imellem melankolsk ‘80s East Coast punk rock møder en god omgang Cola Freaks med et lille stænk De Høje Hæle ind over!
Idi Amins fra Helsingør spiller dansksproget punkrock uden nogen mission om at redde verden. Der er hentet lidt fra noget 70'er punk, Jerry Lee Lewis og Rip Off Records punkrock. Medlemmer fra bands som Tumor Warlord, The Great Veil, Love Crystals, Mig & Min Ven med flere.
Så hvad enten mand er til punk, punkrock, rockende punk, rock'n'roll, garagerock, rock, newwave-rock, lofi punk eller jødisk harpe musik, så skal det nok blive et brag af en aften!
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“FAKE MEETS FAILURE” reviewed by Dave Williams of Razorcake.
Okay… so this is the new Red Dons LP. I should start by saying that Red Dons could very well be the best punk rock band on Earth. Death to Idealism is without question one of my favorite records of the modern era, due in no small part to its unique (and not universally loved) production. But mostly it is the songs—logical extensions of The Observers melancholic take on ‘80s East Coast punk rock, with a deeper injection of the East Bay Ray or Mike Palm lead style—that seat Red Dons atop the heap, and Fake Meets Failure boasts the band’s best songs to date. The production on the record is noticeably more aggressive than that of its predecessor, and the songs themselves are both catchier and angrier. Whether intentional or not, Doug even channels Jello on a few spoken lines on the record, perfectly complimenting the ominous, middle-eastern scale leads found throughout. Lyrically, Red Dons remain painfully jarring, both in- and outwardly, and Doug’s vocals are more haunting and pure than ever. In a year already full of great punk rock records, this is by far the best I’ve heard so far, and it’s going to be incredibly difficult to surpass. Phenomenal. –Dave Williams (Deranged)
