Plus Burlesque and MORE!
Gotham City Mashers plays at 10:30 pm.
Punk & Hardcore Matinee
Iconicide & One Mighty Ugly Backpack present: The Reverend Rondo's Birthday Bash! Sunday, June 15, 2013 Doors 2pm Show 3pm 21+ Free! Robin's Nest 260 Boerum St. Bushwick, Brooklyn 5 minute walk from the Montrose and Morgan L subway stop Invite only. Password requried for entry. See below The Reverend Rondo is Iconicide's answer to Sid Vicious. Rondo spent Five Long Years in Iconicide, without ever learning how to play. He could pound on the strings to the beat, and that was just fine, as long as he saved pounding on our drummer at the time until we got on stage.... YO, MAN, SAVE IT FOR THE SHOW!! Iconicide 6-630 Felon 515-545 https://www.facebook.com/wearefelon Silence Equals Death 430-5 Blest Mess 345-415 BAD LOOK 3-330 https://www.facebook.com/BadlookBand The password for entry is RONDO
Sounds Like: Sheer Terror, Venom Fans, Resistant Culture, Poison Idea, Exodus
Label: ALL RITES PERVERSE
Bio: ICONICIDE are a NYC based band whose sound has ranged from sludgy political dirges to blazing fast thrash, from toe tapping street punk to a lethal mix of dub reggae and death metal. Underlying it all has been what spurred frontman Chris (the Antimessiah) to start the band back in 1988: the strip...See Full Bio
ICONICIDE "JESUS CORPSE: D.N.R. = LIVE IN SPANISH HARLEM" ON SALE NOW!
"Bout Fucking Time - 1988-2008: The First Twenty Years" **** NYC underground mainstays Iconicide celebrates 20 years of causing a ruckus from below with their subversive mix of NYHC chaos, anarchistic rock tendencies, lo-fi metal belligerence, and caustic punk abrasiveness on Bout Fucking Time. This 13-track affair explores this nonconformist squad’s dastardly mix of snarling guitar riffs, furious drums, and rabid vocal rants, sounding as if unearthed from the catacombs of the abyss (“Name Your Price”, “Biochipped”). Crustily non-PC and completely unapologetic, Iconicide’s slanted sociopolitical stance and unadulterated utter reckless abandon is intentionally sloppy at times and drips with every undesirable nuance of the Big Apple, rendering a welcomed reprieve from the cleanliness and clarity of modern music that sonically socks you in the jaw with the shock of a suckerpunch from behind.
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