Ladies & Gentlemen, a truly special event, FYI, courtesty of a truly singular "band"... ...Sincerely, James Kirchmer, WA, USA p.s. - all of the titles currently available via Sublime Frequencies are must-buys, IMHO. (these are not SCG titles; see the link below) --------------------------------------------------------------------- ~ The Squeegee Presents ~ SUN CITY GIRLS ..and.. SPECS {opening!} (((ONLY SCG SHOW OF 2003!))) *** SATURDAY, December 6th, 2003 *** at BOB's JAVA JIVE (est. in 1929, and recently added to the Historical Register! Check out a picture: http://snurl.com/3775) in Tacoma, Washington, "City of Destiny" 2102 South Tacoma Way / 253.475.9843 9pm doors /// 10pm show /// $8 cover 21 & over only (beer/wine/food available) (Note: sorry, no advance tiks! arrive early! and fyi - the Java Jive opens at 4pm, for your PBR & greasy burger consumin' convenience) coming soon (Jan. '04): www.SunCityGirls.com currently online: www.sublimefrequencies.com (a legendary record label in-the-making, brought to you by the Sun City Girls & their fine associates) --------------------------------------------------------------------- SUN CITY GIRLS: Alan Bishop / Richard Bishop / Charles Gocher To say the Sun City Girls are just a band is like saying William Burroughs is just a writer, or Salvador Dali is just a painter, or Alexandro Jodorowsky is just a director. Of course, all of these classifications are basically valid, but the need to label such polymorphously talented explorers of the Void excludes so much more than simple labels can include. For over twenty years, the Sun City Girls have used music as both a storehouse and delivery system for outsider information expressed through an aesthetic philosophy that incorporates pan-Asiatic indigenous cultures, conspiracy theories, intuitive harmolodics, aberrant mysticism, historical incongruities, twisted archetypes, fourth world anthropology, global Pop detritus, Arabic indulgence, and scatological politics. Refusing to be easily comprehended or consumed, the Girls are trickster mixmasters, Wild Boys, lugubrious gamers, Three Masters collapsing all boundaries, barriers, and official lines of demarcation that make life safe, stable, and coherent. They are the twentieth century's collective psychosis made radiant and divine through their persistence of resistance, an absurdly funny reaction to the demands of stopping all their nonsense and just be good little girls. Anonymity allows for tactical spontaneity, following their bliss (both collectively and individually) away from the prying eyes of Control. Like the Hashishin of yore, they lie in wait, patient, under the radar, never pinning down their music, personalities, or ideologies, executing their secret insurrections and bringing us all along to Paradise. Or at least to Alamut's Garden of Delights. In an increasingly moribund society which seeks to regulate, assimilate, and exterminate autonomy, deviance, and dissent, the Sun City Girls offer the possibility of staying true to a revolutionary vision, one that encompasses the depths of Amuck transcendence and the heights of asinine stupidity, rois et imbéciles at the same time. Smearing themselves with the sublime and the absurd, the Sun City Girls stand defiantly idiosynchric yet passionately committed to any and all freedoms no matter how obvious or transgressive. So unexpect the expected. Try it, you'll like it. Just don't expect the world to ever be the same again. - by William Burns, 2003