Boss Tweed & the Carpetbaggers Debauch the Rook
Saturday, Oct. 13
Depravity. Corruption. Sleaze. And some of the most delirium-inducing cock rock one could possibly ever endure.
That's a little bit of what Boss Tweed & the Carpetbaggers bring to any stage they're about to disgrace. And the trio of dirty, shirtless, short-shorted, masked-and-anonymous bastards — who inexplicably roll with those nice boys from that Aqueous band so many people are talking about these days — are putting it all out there (they always do) when they pay a visit to the King's Rook Club.
It's a different kind of musical experience, alright, and everyone brave enough to withstand it better be ready to get down and dirty that night. And with opener DredNecks' distinct brand of oozy swamp metal/polka added to the mix, it's really gonna get wild right off the bat.
And when the headliner gets going, well, they'll make you do things you most definitely won't be writing to Grandma about (I mean, unless she's a sleazeball like you).
It'll be an evening of grimy, glorious corruption, so, as ol' Boss Tweed says: "Get in line, because you're gonna hate to love it." — Ryan Smith
10 p.m. to 2 a.m. // 1921 Peach St. // facebook.com/kingsrookclub
