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In the beginning, there was Lamont, and there was Scissorfight. Lamont formed in 1999 under a heavy haze of whiskey and women problems. Possible despite themselves, they were Boston’s reigning kings of thunderboogie, a big greasy mess of ZZ Top and Motorhead, thick-riffed and punk-savage. Lamont released a whole mess of records on a whole mess of record labels; you might remember a few of ‘em, like Muscle Guts and Luck on Underdogma, or Population 3 on Curve of the Earth, or maybe Thunderboogie on Traktor 7. All of ‘em are bad-ass, by the way, although that’s not what we’re here for. Anyway, Lamont traveled all over the country in a bitchin’ conversion van called Chocolate Thunder (RIP), playing every pisshole and dope-rock festival they were invited to, and once they all grew Yosemite Sam mustaches for no good reason. So that was Lamont. Scissorfight, on the other hand, started up in 1995. They were from New Hampshire, and consisted of several bleary-eyed hunters and fisherman with anti-social disorders. Musically, they sounded like a 70’s hard rock band being murdered by psychotic bikers, a sound which resulted in mayhem every time they played, both on stage and in the crowd, where hundreds died, savagely. Well, that’s not true, but there was usually so much blood on the dancefloor that it sure did look like it. Anyway, Scissorfight had a whole bunch of records out there too, including Balls Deep (Wonderdrug 1998), New Hampshire (Tortuga 2000) Mantrapping for Sport and Profit (Tortuga 2001), and Jaggernaut (2006, also Tortuga). Scissorfight did not tour quite as much as Lamont, because there was lots of hunting and fishing to be done, but they still did their share, including one particularly gonzo East coast trip with big time rockstars Lamb of God. Oh, and they were voted best hard rock band in Boston in 2003 and 2004. Which doesn’t mean they weren’t the best in 2005 and 2006 too. Sometimes that shit is fixed.
Eventually, both bands split up. Why? Listen, don’t be so pushy. Let’s just say shit happens. So then, after several months of drinking binges and crying jags, the coolest dudes in Scissorfight and the guy in the trucker hat from Lamont got together and plugged in. This was earlier this year. This year being 2007. The result? Rock n’ fuckin’ Roll, Jack. A big scary blast of it, somewhere between AC/DC and Slayer, with an extra dollop of Johnny Cash and Iggy Pop on top. They wrote a bunch of songs about gunfighters and fistfighters and the war inside their livers, and goddamn, did it sound like some hardcore shit. Things started happening real quick. They got a new van, one with the handles taken off the inside to make it harder to escape, and they hit the road, touring with Richmond, Virginia stoner rockers Throttlerod and making a memorable appearance at the 9th Annual Emissions from the Monolith festival in Austin, Texas. Back home, they’re already headlining all the usual dives, and women in tight pants buy them drinks all the time. As we speak, they are in the studio, recording their debut album with grammy nominated producer/engineer/accomplice-in-petty crime Andrew Schneider.
So what do they want? They want to rock your face and stomp on your guts. And if you know what’s good for you, you’ll let ‘em. Because when you Mess with the Bull…well, you know the rest.
-Sleazegrinder
Dudes! Great muther fuckin set at the brickhouse last night. Jay...that guitar tone is a gift from the devil himself. It crunches my bones every time. Good call with Zack Attack on drums...it sounded "the shit"! So... can we tear some faces off together?
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