Highway 61, Raw Power by the stooges, the nutty guy that plays guitar at the 14th st F train stop, the first Bad Brains album, long legs, Bukka White, Colt 45, Ballentine, Night Flight any sort of malt liquor really, Sparks, Guiness, Jameson Irish whiskey, London Calling, pain killers, latin women, my friend Neil's anti-anxiety pills, The Warriors, The Gauntlet with Clint Eastwood, Rust Never Sleeps and or Ragged Glory by Neil Young, Cokies before it got shut down, my mother, God, and America. Those are my influences
Live at Cafe Bourbon Street Columbus Ohio
Live at Springwater Supper Club Nashville TN
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If Bob Dylan had a mohawk and his best friend was Charles Bukowski, then they would drink together and find a woman that they could have a threesome with.
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Guitar Bomb - Back Alley Jesus $11
While drunk and dour a man decides that it is best to lift himself from the ashes of his failure and to create a new god for himself. He decides that it is time to smash his idols and to revolt against the forces which claim his origin. So he buys a 50 dollar guitar and spray paints gunshot wounds and flames across the exterior. He cracks another pint of whiskey and reads some Bukowski while spinning a Stooges record on the turntable. By the end of the night he's written a few cranky blues tunes and plugs his guitar into the stereo and pretends to sing like Tom Waites. The next thing you know, he's driving around the country in a gold mini-van with tinted windows. He's driving to the next show where he will be singing rowdy sonnets to drunkards and strange women in forgotten cities.
Guitar Bomb is a one man blues punk band with an electric hollow body guitar, a voice like gravel, and a
drum machine. With his fair share of touring throughout the US and Canada one can expect to see or hear more about this act. His debut release, "Back Alley Jesus" on Crafty Records is already receiving critical acclaim. Salvo Magazine say's...."Guitar Bomb's, Back Alley Jesus is a torrent of conflicting affairs that will usually fall either side of the line; suicidal ideation or worthless popism. He has somehow managed to master the juggling act and find the perfect balance between the two."
This is a man dedicated to delivering punk rock credibility to the blues. If there is a single act that can tip its cap to the old Delta Mississippi players of the '30's and shake a fist with punks of the 80's, it is Guitar Bomb.
"....this record is one of 2006’s most criminally overlooked albums.." -Amplifier Magazine
"....It’s not necessarily rollicking and boisterous, but it ain’t coffee bar nickel and diming either. I find that middle-ground between front porch hollerin, tang, and tussle and more restrained, down on the hip corner, cigarette on the couch vibe." -Left of the Dial Magazine
"....Guitar Bomb is fortunately a damn fine one-man band. Rifling through the massive ..ation of blues-punk, Guitar Bomb utilizes a drum machine and an electric hollow body guitar. His sneering vocals speak of crafty clever lyrical wit. Raunchy guitar noise gleans well over the melodic down-home blues riffs. You may remember his band The Don’t Stop—if not you should damn it...." -Smother . net
"....Down and dirty Brooklyn guitarist with an ear to the street – this one man show will blow you away without ever getting out of his seat. Guitar pickin’ good, whiskey soaked gorgeous vocals, a real back alley cat at heart." -New York Waste
"....A one man band playing punk rock blues that reaches into your gut and messes up your insides. The sort of sound that makes you want to sit in a dark room smoking cigarettes. Rebellion – the good old-fashioned way." -Stranger Magazine UK
"....He’s more blues than Hasel Adkins, more melodic than Scott H. Biram but each of their instruments have been schooled in that good old, grungy garage sound. On “Back Alley Jesus” this simplicity is anything but simple." -Independents Only
"....Guitar Bomb sounds like he's devoured the history of his genre, and cooked up a formidable songbook, easily balancing the rage of punk with the passion of the blues, both in equal measures of intelligence and arrogance." -Jersey Beat
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We are recording a LIVE ALBUM next week at The Trash Bar with 16 bands! Be There!
On June 14th DJ Mojo & BREAKTHRURADIO. COM present the first in an ongoing series of live shows intended to epitomize the podcast station's mandate to bring to the public the best,most innovative and exciting music being made today. The bands below will give the audience an experience of good music, great fun and fantastic entertainment!
june 14 - $8 +++++++ BELL HOLLOW-10 CRUEL BLACK DOVE-11 APPOMATTOX-12 DESIRE LINES-9 LUDLOW LIONS-8
AND *DJ MOJO'S BIRTHDAY BASH - July 2 featuring Gary Lucas' Gods and Monsters* Gary Lucas (Captain Beefheart) Billy Ficca (Television) Ernie Brooks (Jonathan Richmond & The Modern Lovers) Jason Candler (Hungry March Band) Joe Hendel (The Latest Show on Earth)
JOCK-8 WILD YAKS-11 TELENOVELA STAR-10 GARY LUCAS' GODS AND MONSTERS-12 RENMINBI-9
Guitar Bomb - Back Alley Jesus $11
While drunk and dour a man decides that it is best to lift himself from the ashes of his failure and to create a new god for himself. He decides that it is time to smash his idols and to revolt against the forces which claim his origin. So he buys a 50 dollar guitar and spray paints gunshot wounds and flames across the exterior. He cracks another pint of whiskey and reads some Bukowski while spinning a Stooges record on the turntable. By the end of the night he's written a few cranky blues tunes and plugs his guitar into the stereo and pretends to sing like Tom Waites. The next thing you know, he's driving around the country in a gold mini-van with tinted windows. He's driving to the next show where he will be singing rowdy sonnets to drunkards and strange women in forgotten cities.
