The Cluny, 36 Lime Street, Ouseburn
Newcastle upon Tyne, NE1 2PQ, 0191 230 4474

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ZIG ZAGS [C2]

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Mon 6 Mar 2017 Promoters: The Cluny Price: £7.00 Doors Open: 19:00 Curfew at: 23:00

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Biography

Los Angeles based bone-head savants Zig Zags are no-nonsense 80’s style thrash with a magpie eye for deep-fried pop culture detritus. These guys give so few fucks while they are out ripping faces that it’s tough to say much about them that hasn’t been said before - they shred so that we may raise beers in non-ironic salute to their Voivod worship, to a world in which young heshers subscribe to Heavy Metal and practice early Slayer solos while watching daytime TV, to wake and baking as you watch the world burn. A soundtrack to getting high and driving around in your shitty car in your small town, occasionally getting laid…occasionally getting laid out at the local liquor store by an older dude. Gang vocals: check. 1-2 pit beat: on lock. Shredder solid state guitar heroics: ripping, and so should you, the bong is packed and I think there’s still pizza in the fridge. I can smell your pants from here, dude.

Zig Zags started in a room lit by a single green light, which changed them from humans to Zig Zags in the summer of 2009.
Within the next five years, they'd record a song with Iggy Pop and an album with Ty Segall and go from playing house parties for pizza to staring off the stage at the Fillmore West.

But back then that was still in the future. Before them had come giants--bands like Kiss and Sabbath whose names were carved into desks in detention for decades. Before them had come mutants, heavy metal and punk bands like the Dictators and Pentagram that spun into the void of history after failed orbital rendezvous with the fame they'd deserved. And before them had come freaks, one-known-copy private press insanities like J.T. IV, White Boy and the Average Rat Band, the bands that happened when someone with a guitar thought FUCK IT loud enough for the tape to pick up. Those were visionaries, each of them, even if most of them paid--or never got paid--for it.

And Zig Zags had a vision, too. It was a dark and weird one, the kind of thing you see flickering on the monitor when your stolen spaceship wakes you up from cryosleep, or the kind of thing that flashes across the inside of your forehead when you wake up hungover from sleeping in your van.