ALCHEMY with THE MERCURY SAINTS and SGT. STUMPY & THE LANDMINES and WHISKEYDICK.
Doors @ 9 PM ★ $7 DOOR
Alchemy is an American rock band from Atlanta, Georgia, formed in 2012 by Sami Michelsen, Nick Whitson and Sean Michelsen. The debut self-titled CD, released on May 25th 2013, is described as an intense blend of Rage Against the Machine, Portishead, and Muse… meets Adelle.
Alchemy’s first single, “Resistor”, was featured on Atlanta’s Rock Station 105.7, and the band has performed at Rock 100.5’s “In The House”, as well as dozens of shows all over the Atlanta area. Known for their explosive presence and performance, Alchemy’s shows have been promoted in magazines such as Creative Loafing and Examiner. For the last year, Alchemy has been building their reputation as a band with a distinct sound and a genuine tenacity in the music they create.
We are The Mercury Saints, four guys out of Atlanta and Athens who, quite frankly, just want to melt your faces off. If you're having a good time, we're having a good time; if you're having a lousy time, you must be listening to some other band.
Jason Fincher (bass), Doug Banks (drums), John Pinkston (lead guitar), and Tyler Duckworth (rhythm guitar and vocals) want you to download our EP, One-Night Stands, free of charge at mercurysaints.com/disco. Then, when you're done doing that and you've listened to it three, maybe four times in a row—whatever you need—you come right on back here, like our page, tell your friends, and stay up-to-date on upcoming shows and releases.
Sgt. Stumpy & The Landmines are less of a band and more of an army, or shall we say militia. We come to your cities, towns, villages and venues and destroy everything in our paths. Once we're done with you, you'll be asking for more.
Cult favorites WhiskeyDick blow minds with a double barrel blast of dreadnaught shredding and hillbilly bellowing that makes you want to knock back a shot, stand up tall, and holler "Oh-hell-yeaaaaaahhhhh!"
The Fort Worth duo carry on the Texas traditions of super-powered guitar slinging and clever songwriting that make lone star music a worldwide curiosity, except Reverend Johnson will remind you more of Dimebag Darrell than Billy Gibbons and Fritz remains more lyrically akin to David Allen Coe than Robert Earl Keen.
WhiskeyDick's live show is a true spectacle: two giant, tattooed, mean-looking dudes saunter on stage and sit down in wooden folding chairs, then pick up acoustic guitars and proceed to amaze everyone by generating more power than a full band by means of Fritz's deep, rich vocals, Johnson's unapproachable acoustic guitar heroics, and their triumphant songwriting.