After touring North America, Canada, Asia, Europe and Japan (including two sold out headline shows at Blue Note Tokyo) with the likes of Caravan Palace and Parov Stelar, the band is continuing to travel all around the world with their 3rd studio album"OUTSIDEIN"
The House of Red Velvet is surrealistic and euphoric performance dark art theater. You will be taken through a winding dream-like metaphor of erotic and disturbing images. Provoking your senses and confusing your mind. An experimental artistic orgy of the eccentric. A collective dream inducing all of the human emotions.
Close your eyes. Breathe deep. Allow yourself to be transported through the curtain. We are a cypher. We are a portal. We are Dada and Dali, we are black like the Dahlia. We will wake you to your fever dream, to a theatre of the surreal, where the bizarre is commonplace and the commonplace bizarre. Relax. Focus on the void. Give yourself to us. We know whats best. There is no burlesque. There is no form or function, only us crying out to the will of a dying Goddess, In an endless night. An observer with teeth. We are a body. A gyrating force in the dark pulling you into secret spaces, Populated by the damned. But only if you get too close. Come closer. Pick the flower. Taste the poison. Join us in The House of Red Velvet. (Written by Adria Lang)
Produced and Created by Olivia Bellafontaine. thehouseofredvelvet.com
Members VIP - Only 20 people will be allowed for this special rare engagement. You will be a member of 'The House' for this night. You will be able to keep your seats for the main event, have skip the line entry, receive a memento gift from 'The House', and be one of the few to experience something different. Buy at your own risk. You may be touched during the performance. You must be ok with this.
Members Show Doors @ 8:30pm, Show @ 8:45pm
General Admission - Entrance to the Main Event Only.
Doors @ 10pm, Show @ 10:30pm
** Seating is first come first serve, or standing room only. Once the show starts, the doors will close, and will not open for late arrivals. This is to protect the mood and ambiance of the performance. There is absolutely no cell phone use, photos or video allowed during this show. **
Hailing from Chicago's renowned Wax Trax! Records stable of recording artists, My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult have been conjuring up sonic tales of sex, blasphemy and kitschy horror since 1987. Along with label mates such as Front 242, Ministry and KMFDM, Thrill Kill Kult helped develop the industrial music genre, but they themselves continued to evolve, creating one of the most diverse repertoires in modern day music. Their sound can be described as electronic rock, heavily influenced by both disco and funk, yet touches of lounge, jazz and experimental can also be found. One of their most distinctive characteristics is the use of spoken-word samples lifted from B-movies laced throughout their songs. Since debuting, they have released 13 studio albums, and their music has been featured in a variety of films, television/cable shows and soundtracks. Their live performances sizzle with sleaze and infectious grooves.
Thrill Kill Kult continue to release new material via their own SleazeBox Records label (sleazebox.com) and tour extensively with a rotating cast of musicians and dubious characters, however the core of the project has always been Nardiello and Daley, both on record and in the live act. To this day, TKK remain of the most innovative, experimental and controversial cult bands of their generation.
And the next time you see the 'Supersuckers' name, whether it's in the record store, online somewhere, or on the marquee at your local rock club, know that there's some quality, honest, ass-kicking, hard working individuals behind it all trying to make your life a little better through the "Evil Powers Of Rock-n-Roll" (and the occasional detour into the country music, of course) and we'd love nothing better than to have you there with us as! Just remember to wear clean underwear, because we're gonna rock your pants right off of you.
The Spits are already as ingrained in modern punk music as possible, yet still manage to devour the rip-offs and influence the youth of today without even looking like they're trying. Going strong now for over fifteen years, smashing the windows and tearing down the walls of our minds every time they roll through town, these truly vicious visionaries have cooked punk down to its most powerful base form, crawling like Neanderthals through the muck, and creating a flaming trail of hits that'll take quite a fit of dementia to ever forget. A perfect distillation of punk's original open-ended weirdness, and modern music's serrated salvation, The Spits have proven themselves to be no one to fuck with, over and over again.
They've always been one of the most original bands of the twenty-first century, yet it never really seemed like they weren't doing anything too experimental, save their signature, yet refreshingly just-ahead-of-their-time, synth/drum machine noise they forced the fickle punk crowds to gladly swallow. The demonic void that they fill is utterly too much to handle, the band everyone wants to see, that pre-information overload-type of underground music mystery that just gets all the endorphins rushing. The way their throbbingly addictive songs just drip like sticky tar out of the speakers, their guitars that sound like food processors seemed to dull all our senses, just at the same time that the impeccable lyrics invigorate us beyond belief.
The Spits have already done so much, but still have so much more to come, as they continue to influence anyone with a penchant for irresistible punk music, played like there's nothing to lose.