Thee Eviltones deliver prime garage stomp with masterful surf-punk guitar, red raw vocals and a big bad hammerhead rhythm section pounding out the brutal and bloody backbeat to a concrete jungle call.

Worshipping and invoking the restless, haunted ancestry that runs from the delta blues through 60’s garage into punk rock; The Eviltones devilishly distil the myths and spectres from the dark side of rock’n’roll history into high-octane, prime slices of furious death-dance burn-out boogie.

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