Jeffrey Lewis & Los Bolts, Live at The Brudenell

Jonny Strangeways & Brudenell presents...

Jeffrey Lewis & Los Bolts
+ Special Guests Crumbs 
+The Vat-Egg Imposition

22.06.2019 | £12.00 ADVANCE (+stbf) | 19:30 Doors

http://www.thejeffreylewissite.com/
https://www.facebook.com/JeffreyLewisBand

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Jeffrey Lewis & Los Bolts (NYC, Rough Trade Records) play a crazy, original mix of scuzzy urban indie-rock, literate lyrics and comic book punk, like a 21st Century mash-up of Sonic Youth, Pete Seeger and R. Crumb.  Jeffrey has done tours in Europe and America and Australia and Asia and elsewhere (averaging over 100 gigs every year since 2001), as well as sometimes playing as the opening act for bands like the Mountain Goats, Daniel Johnston, Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks, The Fall, Pulp, Roky Erickson, The Vaselines, Adam Green, and other luminaries.  Jeffrey has released seven critically acclaimed albums on Rough Trade Records, in addition to albums on other labels (like K Records and Don Giovanni), and Jeffrey continues to self-publish his art and writing in an ongoing underground comic book series called Fuff.  With current Los Bolts bandmates Brent (Moldy Peaches) Cole on drums and Mem (Cat Tatt) Pahl on bass, Jeffrey has recorded a new full-length album in Nashville with producer Roger Moutenot (Yo La Tengo, Lou Reed, Sleater-Kinney), with release date tba! 

+ Crumbs

Founded in 2015, Crumbs are a four piece DIY post-punk-indie-pop band from Leeds and York. 

Maximum Rock n Roll: "Clean and dreamy punk from Leeds, Crumbs will have you begging for more with Susan-esque drunk vocals and groovy Modettes-style bass walks in 'Weasels Can Wait' and 'Chaka Can't'. 'Hankie Herbcock' has a true Marine Girls feel and many of their heavier, slower songs like 'Muster Point' evoke Sleater Kinney's 90's alt tilt. It's all perfectly charming."

https://crumbscrumbs.bandcamp.com/

+ The Vat-Egg Imposition

"Musically, they’re all about the Fall-like repetitions, which is cool, but nowhere near as striking as seeing a bloke dressed as an egg and lofting a yellow carrier bag. It transpires the bag contains packets of crisps, which are distributed to the audience before they perform ‘I Bought You Crisps’, a tale of everyday heartbreak that’s both sad and funny. For entertainment, they’re top-notch, and I might even say egg-shellent." by Christopher Nosnibor