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Sounding Off
Jason Bracelin's Sounding Off column on the local music scene runs Tuesdays.
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Vegas’ first punk rock residency, which launched at the end of May at The Pearl at the Palms, has shows continuing this month and in October and November.
They used to practice in the tail end of a trailer home, the two Jims: McLaughlin on guitar, Osterberg on drums.
Somehow, the crowd-surfer managed to clamber his way on stage, not an uncommon sight at a punk show, but a rarity at Punk Rock Bowling.
Oh, Las Vegas Death Fest, you had us at “bluuuurrrrggh!”
You’d have thought he was robbing the joint.
The up-and-coming act will play a Cinco de Mayo show at Cornish Pasty.
Between Viva Las Vegas overtaking The Orleans — including its food court — and Las Rageous engulfing the Downtown Las Vegas Events Center, 20-some hours were spent in the presence of hepcats and hair farmers.
Banjos were plucked, fires were started, retinas were widened: a weekend of shows in Vegas.
Hearts didn’t just throb, they exploded, detonated by a bespectacled 18-year-old with slightly rounded shoulders and the sheepish air of a kid shuffling off to detention.
He’s hard to like. And yet every musician should love him.
Jesus, whiskey and inflatable chickens: Three shows, two nights in Las Vegas.
Jeff “Toad” Higginbotham had a “Drinkin’ Problem” problem.
You knew it was about to go down when the dude went barefoot.
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