Lascivious Old Punk Sound is New Rock N’ Roll King

Seriously, I know their name plays in to all sorts of easy puns and groantastic innuendo, but The Escorts rock too hard to go the easy route like that.

On Wednesday night, this four-top of local bluesy and ballsy punky bruisers will be teaming with Sequicon and Mr. Spence to invade and conquer Costello’s on 17th. Far from being  just another sports lounge on the “C” of Red strip, Costello’s will be opening their doors to these self-styled whiskey-soaked “coin-operated monkeys” of 70’s era punk, starting at nine. Cover is just four bucks at the door, and you can find out more details on the Facebook event page.

Normally, I would write something up to talk about the band, but the bio they sent me is so damn delightful, I’ll let them tell you who they are:

“The Escorts are punk made into carnal desire, dripping with sex and sweat. It’s for rock and roll nurses that go straight to your head; it’s for weirdo aliens who spend their late nights howlin’ at the moon; it’s for broken instruments and heads full of unlikely dreams. They’re as trashy as they are fabulous, a messy, bluesy brand of fuck-punk with stunning good looks and whiskey charm. Go on, shotgun another beer, they’re not going to bed anytime soon… with ragged, breathless anticipation, each live show brings the Escorts one step closer to immortality so that they can one day die. The Escorts are not whores, but, c’mon, baby, they’ll make sure you don’t go home alone tonight.”

If you can’t wait until Wednesday night, you can check their Bandcamp page and get a sample of their wares. It will have to do, until their EP drops within the next month or so. Either way, this is one group of escorts you will definitely want to rock out with, all night lon… oh, right. I said no word play on the name, right? But it’s just so damned tempting!

YYC Earbender (15 Posts)