Necrot / Ritual Fog / Korroded / Interna [Big Room-Upstairs]
Dopethrone [Big Room-Upstairs]
Dopethrone is a three piece band from Montreal, Quebec, Canada. Active since 2008, this DIY band is known for their abrasive mix of sludge and doom with lyrics based in the self destruction, cannabis, sleazy drug abuse, and the macabre. Influenced by rock n roll, punk, black metal, and blues, the band refers to their music as “Slutch”, the Canadian term for cold sludge, a.k.a. dirty mud snow. They once described it as “frozen sludge, snow covered in addiction, blood, tears, and broken dreams”. After their second release, the band started drawing some attention to them and were invited by Voivod to perform at Roadburn 2012. They since haven’t stopped growing their audience in Europe, their adoptive land. Since their formation, Dopethrone has release five full length studio albums to date joined some collaborations with other artists, and have regularly toured Europe and Canada. ( After a series of massive tours in 2019, the band has not hit the road since, and focused on the ‘delicate’ baking of their new release. The new effort, to be out early 2024, will come with North American tours, and even a return to Europe for select dates.
Not Your Nails / DJ St. Faust [Big Room-Upstairs]
Jerry Joseph / Mark Edgar Stuart [Big Room-Upstairs]
Jerry Joseph is a musician who lives in Portland Oregon, but he’s often gone. He’s been inducted into the Oregon Music Hall of Fame but is still rather obscure to a lot of people. He plays well over 150 shows a year in the usual places. Across America. Sometimes in Europe, Mexico, and Central America. Then there’s these other places he plays—Lebanon, Israel, Kurdish Iraq, India, and Afghanistan. All over the Middle East, often in war zones and refugee camps.In addition to his touring, Jerry has set up a non-profit called Nomad Music Foundation that acts as a sort of School of Rock for displaced teenagers in areas of conflict. So far, he has taken guitars and taught lessons in camps in Kabul, Afghanistan, and Sulaymaniyah and Dahuk, both in Kurdish Iraq. These life-changing missions have been written up in Rolling Stone, Relix, and PBS News Hour.Oh yeah, and he’s really fucking great.
Hiphop Violinist Rhett Price [Big Room-Upstairs]
With over 30 million views and counting, Hiphop Violinist Rhett Price has gone from homeless, to what the Boston Globe called a “Youtube Sensation”.He has been featured on the front pages of publications from Huffington Post to Buzzfeed, requested for parties for celebrities from Matt Damon to Rob Gronkowski, recorded for artists including Chris Brown and Leon Thomas, and has performed on stage with (or opened for) Machine Gun Kelly, T-Pain, Young Thug, Mike Posner, Dave East, Dropkick Murphy’s, Solange, The Maine, Amanda Palmer and many more.Rhett is currently writing new music for his upcoming project while gearing up for his national headlining tour.
Sanguisugabogg / Excavate / HANNYA Chao$ / Sleepy Knockz [Big Room-Upstairs]
Skweezy Jibbs w/ Adam Pasi [Big Room-Upstairs]
SKWEEZY JIBBS PRESENTS CAPS LOCK LIVE ACROSS AMERICA COME SEE THA INSANE INTERACTIVE SHOW THAT SOLD OUT FAST IN PORTLAND AN SEATTLE STORIES SURPRISES CONTESTS PRIZES CHAOS FUN TIX ON SALE 4/20 AT 4:20 LOCAL TIME ITS WEIRD ITS WILD ITS INSANE ITS FUNNY ITS CAPS LOCK LIVE WITH UR BOY SKWEEZY JIBBS, ADAM PASI, AND INTRODUCING THE WHEEL OF CHAOS TIX ON SALE 4/20 AT 4:20PM LOCAL TIME
SooperFlat & more [Small Room-Downstairs]
GOLDPARK w/ Drew Erwin [Big Room-Upstairs]
The Jack Moves [Small Room-Downstairs]
THE JACK MOVES FREE MONEY EVE058 From the crummy and rude glory hole bandits of Newark’s Penn Station to the cherry blossom lovers found just north of the city, there’s a thread that stitches these disparate elements. Kids run across the boulevard as the soundtrack wafts over the streets. The few bucks forked over to the pregnant lady down on her luck could be the same notes used to cop a flavorful bouquet for a romantic conquest. The triggerman’s itchy index is used both to spill rivals and thrill lovers. The Jack Moves are what this sounds like on wax. Painted by a sound reflective of the city’s seaside soul and the Newark Jack Swing played from transistor radios and boom boxes placed on competing window sills, The Jack Moves (Zee Desmondes, Teddy Powell) narrative is artfully carried out on the band’s sophomore offering and Everloving debut, Free Money. As with most art created in earnest, the band’s music has the ability to occupy spaces beyond its origin city. A vehicle spanning coasts and subcultures, perhaps unintended. Out west, it wouldn’t be surprising to hear some Jack Moves ballad billowing from a lowrider during a backseat make-out session. Meanwhile in Japan, their hit song was hawking Big Macs™ at Mickey Deeznuts. The band’s self-titled Wax Poetics debut drew comparisons to “Off the Wall” era Michael Jackson, The Escorts and the Whatnauts. The Jack Moves then hit the road playing supporting dates, traveling the world. From Brixton Academy and Red Rocks Amphitheater, to the strange familiarity of the cherry blossomed avenues of Osaka and Tokyo. And so it should come as something of a surprise that The Jack Moves would record most of their latest material on the fringe of Los Angeles, placing their intrinsically east coast essence into the hands of idiot-shaman and occasional platinum record producer, JP Plunier. But way out west the music was unshackled and this new sound was soul, untethered from the chains of the past. Free Money twists and grooves, chugs and grinds, and sways – a modern, smashed-up hybrid devoid of nostalgic put-ons. Strangely enough this album could be the bastard child of The Stones “Some Girls” and Drake’s “More Life”. Underneath Powell’s sepia toned soul rhythms, Desmondes’ honeyed vocals sing incantations and love letters to unbelievers (“Penn Station”), lovers (“Sunshine,” “Red Lights”), ancient beings (“Three The Hard Way”) and addicts — both digital and pharmaceutical (“Wantin’ You,” “Money Clouds”) — all searching for something: a fix, a fuck, a dollar, a safe place, a friend, a home. Swipe left. Swipe right. Into a tangled void of fear and longing. These are the songs young beat-choppers will be sampling in the post-millennial era.
