Bottle Rat are the switchblade knife sticking in your kidneys. They're the back alley blood bath on the wrong side of town. They're a punk rock brick to the back of your fucking skull. Every song is a 72 second blitzkrieg pouring from this denim and leather clad trio like molten steel. Not for the faint of heart and with a list of side effects longer than a phone book, Bottle Rat delivers pulse-pounding drum beats and bass lines that'll make your brain explode out the back of your head. These guys combine that with gritty guitar riffs that could only have been composed in a Pittsburgh basement and a stage presence that rivals a public hanging. So lace up your Chucks and see if you have what it takes to hang with THE FUCKING RAT!
-The Big Gaber