Giant beards, cowboy hats and sh*t kickers, Pure Luck brings outlaw country to the Mohawk inside stage. It's free, and if' you consider yourself a music junkie, you'll recognize most of the players from some of the best rock Austin has had to offer for the last 20 years. No joke. And it's happy hour til 9.

Keep the vibe going later when Lil Cap'n Travis, superstars in their own right, bring that alt-country to the inside stage. We're not spiking the drinks but there may be some pink elephants hanging around. Just don't give 'em the keys to your car. Openers Frank Smith and Silver Pines kick it off at 10pm

Brooklyn NYC art rock by way of Sub Pop (who else) brings it back to the outside stage. If you missed them last time, you just got lucky.

Tuesday Inside – Tennessee's James Jackson Toth brings it one-man-singer/songwriter style. Just right for drinkin' whisky, old school, 1800's type whisky. Opening is Duchess & the Duke, bringing back that garage folk we fell in love with last time. Restaurant begin the evening at 10.

Wednesday Outside Doors @ 7pm
Xiu Xiu just can't get enough Mohawk, and you can't get enough Xiu Xiu. That makes for a magical evening under the stars. And it's only Wednesday! Stick around for the after-party with Austin's Death Is Not A Joyride on the inside stage.

Thursday Inside and Outside@10pm:

We've got a killer local line-up with Brazos and White Denim. Listen for high-energy, post-punk coming from the boys in bleached Canadian tuxes, and float slowly back to Earth with the soothing sounds of Brazos' folk. Zookeeper and Peel kick things off.

Friday Inside @10pm:

Let The Real Heroes bring you out this Friday night. Think pop rock'n'roll with just enough edge to remind you we're on Red River. It's good. And from what we can tell, they seem to have a lot of very attractive friends, so come hang out with us, The Real Heroes, and the pretty people... see you there!

Saturday Outside @9pm:

I could probably come up with something to say about Monroe Mustang, but hell, let's let the writers have it. From your very own free weekly, the Chronicle:

Monroe Mustang
The Imaginary Band, Regretfully Declines
Improbably so, Monroe Mustang shuffled ahead of the herd. From early Floyd through Low, sleepy, often methodically precise lo-volume pop fills in the footprints of louder classicism. Central Texas' mid-1990s movement – American Analog Set, Windsor for the Derby, and Austin's imaginary fivepiece, Monroe Mustang – carved out an intimate niche now standardized by digital independence. The return of the Chronicle-funded songwriting cell (three members currently employed by the paper and a fourth off in France) arrives on the download-only just in time to pad around in the early morning without waking the rest of the household. Imaginary Band acts as a decade-in-the-making follow-up to 1998 Trance Syndicate debut LP Plain Sweeping Themes for the Unprepared and joins 2000 EP I Am the Only Running Footman and succeeding live set De Avonden with a carefully chorded jangle, each note just so. Brian Barry's sensitive stir rustles his fellow forest gnomes ..er "The Other Side," organ riding the muted plod of snare. Taylor Holland's note-wringing "Fenced In" opens into the narcotic flutter of "Found Out," while the bang-the-drum (quietly) march of "Calling for Kings" segues into side two's opener, the gorgeous "Marie Antoinette" ("take the lift up to the scaffold"), which crowns the proceedings like Le Roi Soleil. The second half doesn't hold the listener's breath nearly as compelling as the first, but the brooding playhouse "Stars and Flags" and "Waiting" ("hell is waiting for you"), whose steel-string build moves from single-digit ornery to aluminum-sided rattle, demonstrates that even imaginary bands must play on. (Raoul Hernandez)

Sounds good, right? Bombazine Black, and Audrey Lapraik open.

Metal Monday: Bring your mullet and devil's horns and drink some f%#&@ cheap cold beer

Tuesday : Smoking Popes, Koufax, Masonic – Early Show, doors at 7pm – Chicago's Smoking Pope's are gonna be burning through town on Tuesday night. Expect dark pop-punk from a band Ben Weasel thought was pretty cool. And they've been around since you were still in short-pants, so we won't be anticipating any amateur BS. Woo! Koufax and Masonic open.

Wednesday: Yndi Halda, My Education, The Non – Inside Show, doors at 9pm – So you rocked out on Metal Monday, and you smoked a fat pope on Tuesday, time to come down with Canterbury's own Yndi Halda. Their post-rock orchestra will bring you down nice and smooth. It's a cool trip, you know, without the evil elves... My Education and the Non open up.

Thursday: The Summer Wardrobe, Sea Legs – Inside Show, doors at 9pm – Come out and support your own homegrown psych rock.

Saturday – The Moonlight Towers – Inside – Doors at 9
Locals have been tearing up Austin bars for years. You want to party on a Saturday night? This is it. Buy Jake and Robert a bomb and watch the madness ensue on stage.

Tuesday – The indie pop of Earlimart all over the outside stage. Doors are at 7pm and the show kicks off at 8pm with Silent Sunset and then Zookeeper.

Thursday – Let the chill indie-folk Adeline and cheap ass, ice cold Lone Stars get you're mind off the summer heat. This is going down during happy hour, when the sun's blazing down on our tortured souls. Lucky for you, they're playing in the cozy, air conditioned confines of the inside stage. Later that night rock out with the Mock Tigers, First Curse and Drive it Like You Stole It.

Friday – Get down and dirty with New Jersey's Titus Andronicus. Bring a thirst for whiskey and an appetite for good old fucking bar rock. Opening are Austin's own Midgetmen, Four guys, fourteen degrees of feedback, forty beers, and forty-four minutes of fun rock.

Saturday – Get bent with California's Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti on the outside with special guests from Brooklyn U.S.A – Chairlift. Later Saturday night on the inside stage – A Faulty Chromosome.

And as always, come by for ice cold beers and cheap ass drinks, Monday – Saturday from 5-8pm

They don't pander to the truth. Or to anybody.

Indieroke is back!

Stop by the Mohawk early for happy hour and work up the balls to cover Jethro Tull later that night at Austinist Indieroke. Desperate attempts at covering The Ramones and The Clash will pour down like rain. Bodies will swarm on the mic like druken killer bees desperately wanting to nail Fleetwood Mac tunes for their friends. Shit will be thrown, vocal chords will be challenged, Allen will not sing (again). We look forward to seeing everyone there (except for one person, hrumphhh)...

Dont forget your Buttercup — Shits gonna get krunkt.

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The debauch

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King Kahn completely rocked the tits off the Mohawk this Sunday. He challenged the rooftop viewing station to 'puke off the balcony', but there were no takers. He was shirtless, with a cobra staff, a gold cape, and cheerleader back up dancers. He was a garage rock James Brown with the vocal chords of my Aunt Lou on a 2 pack a day bender. He was everything that we never get in Austin. He was a frontman built from earth, wind, and fire. He was sexy rock and roll brilliance.

Heres a look at his story:

"Some people call him "The Maharaja of Soul", some call him "Mr.Amazing", His name is King Khan and he should be known as the man who will save R&B. He was born with noble Indian blood and belongs to a tribe called the Kukamongas. His roots come from the jungles of love. His great grandfather was a sitar player and died an opium addict, he was the something like the "Johnny Thunders of the sitar".

"My destiny was altered at my birth, I was born in the cold frostbitten city of Montreal, Canada, very far from the jungle, but I believe that the jungle is where I belong. I am proud to be a savage. My family comes from a long line of musicians, since I grew up in North America, I found my true voice in the celestial music that is R&B along side my Kukamonga family."




"King Khan was born in the frostbitten land of Montreal. At the age of 17, he was kicked out of his home by his abusive father. He moved to the inner city and began a debaucherous life of drugs and alcohol. He lived for a while with the Mohawk Indians on the Kahnawake Mohawk Reservation who offered him a home when he was homeless. "I learned lots about being a punk from my Indian friends. We used to get drunk, smash cars, go hunting for white women. The Indians taught me about survival, being a real warrior, even if it involved drinking Budweiser, smoking Marlboro Reds and getting really high. They showed me the truth and I then I met a big bad wolf who told me that rockin' and rollin' is all that I can do. I saw the light. Even learned how to chew Red Man Tobacco, America's Best Chew. The Mohawk Indians put the savage back into my soul, even gave me a home, for that I will always be grateful."



"The band exploded in exactly one year, playing sold out shows all over Germany. The line up includes "His Sensational Shrines" which are a five-piece power house of Rhythm & Blues, featuring Rahn Streeter, voodoo percussionist, who has played with many Soul and R&B legends like Curtis Mayfield, Stevie Wonder, Ike & Tina. Together with King Khan's "Royal Brass" (his blazing horn section) they make an unstoppable sound that will one day bring the music industry crumbling to its knees. "I'm only twenty three years old and am happy as long as I can write and perform my songs and share my voodoo with those who can dig it. Bo Diddley said it best,"Got tombstone hair and a graveyard mind, just 22 and I don't mind dying... Who Do You Love?" I believe that R&B needs to be saved and I am the man to do it. I wanna be the Muhammed Ali of R&B!!"



And with that...we say....nuff said.

Sweet photos by Pooneh

Amazing night at the Mohawk. This band is for real. I know we all get skeptical when there is a ton of mainstream press on a 'buzz band', but these guys deserve every lick they get. Thank you to Sub Pop for another great discovery.

Check out these shots from our friend at the Statesman:

Special thanks to our homie Sean Carlson for putting things together DIY style. Also a big thanks to all the bands, killer event. Here are some great photos below from our friend at Sounds Like Austin:

From Thursdays Rhapsody event. We didnt film the fajitas, but they ruled my boca with glitter and cheese and rock.

Enjoy.


British Sea Power

NO AGE

Sons & Daughters


CUT COPY

The EPHB just sent us this follow up video from his last show here...and we dig it. Hope you do too: