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Holy Shit!
Genre: Punk Hometown: Milwaukee WI
www.myspace.com/holyshit
  Holy Shit! - I Hate Banks
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Listening to HOLY SHIT! is like standing waist-deep in the ocean. The water feels good, but you're not in control, the current pushing and pulling you, waves crashing over your head and the undertow waiting to drag you to the bottom. All of this can be unsettling if you don't expect it, but once you're familiar with it, you can relax a bit and
enjoy the water. Hooks pile upon hooks, gears jammed into high, lowand reverse in quick succession, not with mechanical metal precision but with ragged fury and calculated chaos, revelling in the noise and
confusion, waiting to everyone to catch up to their last move when in fact they're already making the next one. Each 40-second burst is a slice of life, shaved razor-thin from the delicious Smoked Ham Of Existence and cured to tasty perfection. Exultation, joy, confusion,
anger, frustration, anguish...these are all present and accounted for within these short stories, tales woven with an eye towards the absurdity in everyday reality, spit out in rapid haste like a friend bursting into the living room to tell everyone a story while the details are still fresh. This as opposed to the monotonous screeching
and growling of monotonous people making mostly monotonous hardcore punk music in this millenium. HS! are a group without an image, without politics or an agenda other than make it fast and unique and keep it on the verge of collapse at all times, musically, bodily and emotionally. Damn, does that sound emo? They're not emo. I didn't mean
to make them sound like emo. Do I have to rewrite this whole thing??? I'm going to bed. Bye.

HS! was birthed from a short thrash set that Eric and Tabman played as TOTAL BORING in summer 2001. They liked the songs they'd written and so recruited Andy and Tony to fill out the band a month later. In 2002 they released a split demo tape with T.A.B. (Thrash And Burn) from
Milwaukee and then recorded and self-released their first 7" "What The Fuck?!" in March 2004, which was later re-pressed by Contaminated Records. Their 2nd 7" "Jazz Phase" was released on Trigger-On-The-Dutendoo Records in early 2006 and a 12" is scheduled for release on Criminal IQ Records in 2007. HS! lives in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. You should come visit them and go on a brewery tour.

Here are The Players:

TABMAN, vocals--A 2000 graduate of the Oneida Art Institute and Bingo Palace For the Blind, Tabman lists the jazz sax, mustache waxing and lepidoptery among his hobbies.
ANDY JUNK, guitar--Andy suffers from addictions to candy and piercing treble and can fit into the same clothes he wore in high school ten years ago.
TONY SCHWADER, bass--Tony is bi-polar, which means as likely to be found dancing with penguins as he is to be chugging Cokes with polar bears. His profession is Video Game Repairdude, so really, he doesn't need to take your shit.
ERIC SCHULTZ, drums--Eric escaped a future of soul-crushing labor in the lumber mines of northern Wisconsin to seek out a better life for himself in Western Civilization, but he didn't forget the strange, manic tribal rhythms of his youth that he uses to propel HS! today.