Go see The Fucking Champs. Just do it. - Oh My Rockness

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Go see The Fucking Champs. Just do it.

May 30, 2007
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Back in 2001, I was one of the last people in a queue of many to be granted the right to rock and see The Fucking Champs play a small show at Brownies. The tension had been building for two hours outside on the frozen tundra -- we weren't sure we were going to make it past the doorman. (Of course we should have gotten tickets in advance, but that was before there was a one-stop shop for indie show listings, complete with direct ticket links, band profiles, and more!).

But yeah, they let us in and, as if on cue, The Champs ripped right into their now legendary metal riffs. Who knew "taste-makers" could head bang with such authority? My neck was stiff the next day but my heart was limber.

There's nothing like metal, without the lame vocals that almost ALWAYS get in the way (yes James Hetfield, YOU), to loosen up your spirit. You will not be disappointed seeing these guys, ever. Even if you think Sam Beam plugging in his banjo is "noisy" you STILL should attend a Fucking Champs gig. It's just the right thing to do.

The Fucking Champs play Mercury Lounge, on Monday, June 4th, and Studio B, on Tuesday, June 5th.

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