Friday, March 25, 2011

post garbage post punks

sex bunker is preparing and fine tuning new material. as i often joke with the band members, each new song written becomes a challenge for you, the listener, to attempt to dance to a song that isnt a 1-2-3-4 or 1-2 1-2 rhythm.

late february to present has been rather productive for sex bunker; an unmatched attention to musical detail, content, and production will ensure that our next release will be too scene for you punks, too diy for you freegans, too hi-fi for the noise crowd, too flaky for you crusties, and way too fucking long for the p/v kids (i promise its not free-jazz though.) expect a glut of new tunes, each more aberrant than the last, providing you with the finest minor sonics available in the newly created genre of bad acid trip music. that can be interpreted as "bad-acid trip-music" or "bad-acid-trip music." so pop those 2c-e laced tabs and sit in the dark waiting, we promise you we'll bring you down right when you're peaking.

working on my problem with writing sarcastically,
- bert

post sig, i am not really working on that "problem"

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Kill Your Idols (is practical advice for critical thinking)

So, right now I'm really glad I never got that Screeching Weasel tattoo I wanted to when I was eighteen.



4 chord punks fuck off.

- bert

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Vehicular Misadventure

So we did not get to grace Peoria with our presence. It was most unfortunate - there was weeping and nashing of teeth and also a little bit of quiet sobbing in the fetal position.

It's time for Shitbox II.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Sex Bunker in Peoria

So, once again Sex Bunker is leaving the confines of the Windy City we call home. We're headed to Bradley University in Peoria, to bring our brand of madness to the people.

Mr. Animal-Mother Benson, a new student at the aforementioned institution, found us a location that has all the amenities that Sex Bunker requires to play a show (i.e., a power outlet). We'll be playing Lydia's Lounge around 8 or 9 o'clock on Friday. It's located at 1501 West Bradley Avenue, which is apparently a dorm.

Joining us in this endeavor will be our old pals, those rockers the Studs. Mr. Benson and a compatriot will also be assaulting any eardrums within range with their brand-new act. It should be a damn grand time, all around. Hopefully Peoria can rock as hard as Rockford did.

In other news, I'm getting ready to set up two Chicago-area shows with thrash-punk-doom-sludge maniacs, Lord Green. I love the shit out of these guys and am fucking stoked to play with them. Also, stay tuned - Gordo from Sin Orden contacted me about having a show in the Bunker practice hole. I'm thinking early April.

This has been Mez, who just shaved his beard, so he no longer looks like this: