Gym Class
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Gym Class

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The best kept secret in music


"—Time Out New York (Issue 442)"

“Gym Class is a feisty T-Rex-inspired art-rock trio…dark, dancey sounds.” - NYC


“They played edgy synth rock that made us tap our feet. We imagine that if heaven and hell existed, and it existed as multi-leveled notes and chords played in the 1980's, 1990's and 2000's simultaneously...and they crashed together...Gym Class would be comprised of its apocalyptic fragments.”


"—New York Press"

“What separates these three from the other navelgazers and mopers is the group’s stage presence. Lead singer and guitarist Dylan Maiden, with his Beatles frop cut and haunting eyes, pops around the stage like a man grasping for his last breath of punk solitude. With no bass player, they keep the dark groove rolling with noisy, sci-fi synth lines by Jay Guillermo and heavy garbage-can-pounding percussion from native Lawng Eylander Jesse Serwer. With its electronic warbling, Gym Class' music seems ripe for reinterpretation. With the help of producer DASO, the band's gothic screams could actually become dance-floor hooks.” - NYC


"A twisted take of skuzzy funk with electro beats that give off delicious and delightful sounds."


"—Skate Mental"

“A GYM CLASS YOU’RE GONNA LIKE…the threesome that's actually got hipsters tapping their feet. Which is the equivalent to making nuns breakdance.”


"Hip band du jour Gym Class gets out of school (and the forest for that matter)."



Two releases thus far: "self-titled" EP & "fey" EP


Feeling a bit camera shy


Gym Class: A dreadful exercise in humiliation for some. For others, a flexing ground for popular muscle. The boys in Gym Class, the band, didn’t take your money in the locker room but they didn’t fail the physical fitness test, either. If anything they might have schooled you in badminton. All grown up, this New York City-based trio exists somewhere between aggression and frailty, forging unknown sounds that transcend the confines of age and category, and teeter on the brink of virgin musical terrain.

Colored by an amalgam of influences as diverse as Can, T. Rex, Miami bass, Lil Jon, Prince, Silver Apples, Pere Ubu, Talking Heads, The Gap Band, and Dub Syndicate, Gym Class don’t really sound like these artists. It’s all internal, and like repressed testosterone, it shines through when the time comes.

Exploring ever-changing musical identities, Jay Guillermo, Dylan Maiden and Jesse Serwer look to the heavy spirit of electronic, hip-hop, dub, and spaghetti western soundtracks for inspiration to accomplish their mission: create some of the bass-iest, bizarre, and most chest-reverberating music possible without the use of an actual bass. Guillermo’s Juno-60 and Serwer’s kick drum provide the boom in question, forming the backbone of the Gym Class sound, while Maiden’s intermittent single-note wails and “fey” moans fill the rhythmic vertebrate of simple synth tones and elemental hi-hat claps. The end result is a substantial union of highs and lows, a thick and stripped-down hunk of sweet meat that will make your frame shake.