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Sunday November 16 2025  7:00PM doors -- music at 7:30PM ••• 21 AND OVER $20 in advance / $25 at the door -------on sale 8/15 Thunderpussy thunderpussyusa.com/home Pop-Rock, Post-Grunge Hippie Death Cult hippiedeathcultband.com psychedelia and riff-heavy rock n' roll TBA ... Thunderpussy -from Seattle, WA -What is fire? From a scientific standpoint, many still aren’t sure. Heat and light, dancing and flare. We can describe its chemical reaction, but why — yes, why — it looks as it does, that’s still a deep curiosity. Fire, with its i mpossible to predict form, is a mystery. Fire is also West , the new studio album from the Seattle - born rock and roll group Thunderpussy. The band breathes it. Cultivates, tames and scorches with it. Fire, in the contemporary linguistic sense, is also a s ign of all that is good. It’s that good burn. So, in that way, listeners of West are in for a titillating treat. The new LP begins with a promise. An internal affirmation, a hopeful prayer. Lithe lead singer Molly Sides declares, her voice like flame on th e track, “I can do better.” Her sound, like her literal body onstage, bends and shifts. Incandescent. As lead guitar player Whitney Petty performs a rumbling echo, like felled timber. Fire is the sign of sustenance. It's no wonder, then, why Thunderpussy has earned attention from the important outlets in music culture. Yes, Rolling Stone has called the band “classic - rock muscle” focusing on the all - female group’s “soulful vocals and punk energy.” NPR Music has gone as far to dub the outfit “everything you want in rock,” noting that Thunderpussy is “raw, spontaneous, bombastic, outrageous” and that they will “take your breath away.” Like flame, itself, Thunderpussy is all consuming and knowingly so. The second song on the new record, “Firebreather” is an aptly titled rage. The kind of roar that begins with both crackle and spark before it becomes an entire reality. An inferno of dynamism. But not all fires must swallow you whole. Some alight and twinkle. The band’s new album includes the third track, “Put Your Hands On Me,” a bluesy offering that hearkens back to hearths of older histories. The nine - track vinyl record (the band’s second studio album) continues — somehow not melting under the heat of the sexy, smoldering four - piece — with “Sallie Mae,” a song that recalls party rock tunes from the past. Thunderpussy, which won a recent case in the Supreme Court over its name and trademark, is a “revelation, if not quite a revolution,” writes The Guardian. Indeed, the wheels of regeneration turn via steam and el ectricity. These are all functions of fire. All of which the Seattle - born rock band can assume in the blink of a glinting eye. Shimmer and symphony meet on the album’s titular track, “West,” an elegant respite from the sweat - inducing four leading up to i t. “West” is a small prop plane crossing the sky, nearly unnoticed. Mountains endangering its existence. But little do we know its precious cargo. Unleashed, each note, each pulled string, allows the energy of the gods to unfurl. Ra, Nyambe, Zhurong, Agney a, Amaterasu, Turgman, Hestia and Prometheus are all its passengers. Thunderpussy is acquainted with the greats, from the mythological to the living and breathing. The band, which is championed by Pearl Jam lead guitarist Mike McCready, among many others , can part the clouds to let the sunlight through like a smile. The LP’s sixth song, “Misty Morning,” is proof. It’s tribal, a call to the horizon. Like Led Zeppelin’s “Kashmir,” it’s devotion forged in rhythm and melody. The great star beats down. Thunder pussy mirrors it back up. Then “N.E.D.” breaks everything. A wrecking ball of flame. The world, at times, needs to fall to its knees. Thunderpussy obliges. But then people need resilience, rejuvenation. Enter: “In Your Honor,” a reflective, nostalgic num ber with an incandescent, incessant drumbeat reminiscent of purposeful ‘80s rock bands. Some topography cannot be scorched asunder. In the end, the album concludes with “Setting Sail.” The listener is left to reconcile with what just happened. The song rem inds of the Beatles had they continued their musical journey into the next decade. But alas Thunderpussy is gone, too. Only trails of smoke to shape your sunset remain. For the independent rock band, which was formerly signed to Stardog/Republic Records, millions of streams has never been the goal, though they have amassed well into the eight - figures. Yes, for Thunderpussy, streams are the opposite of fire. Tempting temperatures, perspiration and char — these are the signs of accomplishment. These are the b uilding blocks of West . Swallow it, if you dare. Written by Jake Uitti Hippie Death Cult -from Portland, OR -Hippie Death Cult have been described as “a journey through shameless and triumphant artistic expression, exploration and discovery” in the realms of psychedelia and riff-heavy rock n’ roll. The band hails from Portland, Oregon and during their formative years they have transitioned from a 4 piece to a more consonant power trio consisting of guitarist Eddie Brnabic, vocalist/bassist Laura Phillips and drummer Harry Silvers. In 2019 they signed to Cursed Tongue Records for the release of “111” then in 2021 signed to Heavy Psych Sounds Records to release “Circle of Days” and the Doom Sessions Vol.5 split. Both full-length albums received international critical acclaim while debuting at #1 on the Doom Charts. The band is also known for their high energy and passionate stage performances, having performed to audiences across America, Canada and Europe. They are currently in production for their 3rd studio album and are set to announce extensive tours to follow. TBA - - |
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