Ron Gallo / White Reaper
Tuesday, June 27
Show @ 8:00 PM MDT
Ages: All Ages
HEAVY META LP â€¦is 11 tracks of lyrical confrontation and laughter for cynics laid down roughly on a bed of fuzz, chaotic structures and primal sounds evoked from a red Fender jaguar electric guitar – there is bass, there are drums and not much else besides the occasional icing (no artificial colors or dyes). Itâ€™s not comfortable and easily pinpointed and Iâ€™m sure that will create an issue for the desire for neat little boxes we have grown to love. On my shelf currently there is a Mahalia Jackson record sandwiched between â€œFunhouseâ€ by The Stooges and Minor Threat. Lately on long drives, weâ€™ve been deep into the Eckhart Tolle audiobook for â€œA New Earthâ€, a variety of comedy podcasts (specify), our friends and bands in our new adopted home of Nashville, stand-up specials and revisiting 90â€™s hits – oh, and listening to our own record a lot to make sure the mixes are right on car speakers. My bedroom window curtains are orange. We tour in a maroon SUV. The band, RG3, consists of Joe Bisirri on bass and Dylan Sevey on drums. If youâ€™ve made it this far, now might be a good time to go over some pretty boring backstory to create further context for the â€œassetsâ€ of my â€œbrandâ€: I was in a band called Toy Soldiers for about 8 years that started as a drum/guitar duo between my longtime friend from middle school and I, fluctuated into a 12-piece freak show and then eventually a solid 5-piece rock and roll group. I consider that brand my musical training wheels. It was the reason one night in 2007 I realized in a low ceiling south Philadelphia basement that maybe one day I could be a singer. We barreled around the country many times, made many mistakes, had good times and eventually played our last show in August of 2014. Shortly thereafter I started a label called American Diamond Recordings and put out a record called â€œRONNYâ€, the cover is my face with a slice of pizza on it and it sounds like an island vacation. I didnâ€™t know what I was doing when I made it. I still donâ€™t know what Iâ€™m doing and I plan on keeping it that way. The only thing I do know is that I want to use music to reflect the times and as a primary outlet for me to become a total psychopath on stage, challenge myself and talk about potentially heavy real world things, call you out, then maybe we can even hug after the show. I am forever grateful for this life and anyone that ever comes to a show, buys a record and wants to have a real conversation. I have no idea where things are going, but I know itâ€™s best to grow with them and be okay with whatever happens. As for right now, it seems like a great time to WAKE UP, put all of ourselves into it, acknowledge our own personal limitless value and beauty and if I can be any part in that, well then, awesome. Thank you.
The Worldâ€™s Best American Band. The bold statement from Louisvilleâ€™s White Reaper is not only the title of their new album, but also the bandâ€™s credo. â€œBecause we are the best,â€ says guitarist/vocalist Tony Esposito. â€œJust like Muhammad Ali was the greatest, you gotta say it out loud for people to believe it.” And with that mentality the band hit the studio with close friend and producer Kevin Ratterman (My Morning Jacket, Young Widows) and made a good ol’ fashioned in-your-face rock â€™nâ€™ roll record. â€œWe didnâ€™t make this record or start this band because we wanted to come across in a single, certain way,” says Esposito. â€œWe just make records that we’d want to hear. We started doing this because it’s fun as hell, just as much now as it was when we were 14.” Boasting textured melodies, layered guitars and more seasoned lyrics, The Worldâ€™s Best American Band finds the quartet busting out of the basement sound established on their previous full length (2015â€™s White Reaper Does It Again) and setting their sights on the arena. Garnished with glimpses of the golden age of rock and roll, TWBAB is loaded with guitars that scream and gigantic drums in lockstep rhythm, each song packing its own massive, but none the less unique, punch. Lead single â€œJudy Frenchâ€ struts like a runway model raised on Heavy Metal Parking Lot, while midway point â€œThe Stackâ€ pairs a classic rock shimmy with a flair for glam. The Kentucky boys eagerly await hitting the road in 2017. Armed with a record that celebrates rock in all of its glory, they are poised to satisfy crowds whether they are packed shoulder-to-shoulder in the “standing room only” pit or kicking back in the cheap seats. â€œCome to the show, have a drink, have fun,â€ laughs Esposito. â€œBut be nice to everybody, cause you’re gonna get real close.”