Players Club
Gig Seeker Pro

Players Club

Band Rock Alternative

Calendar

This band has not uploaded any videos
This band has not uploaded any videos

Music

The best kept secret in music

Press


"PLAYERS CLUB Coextinction ****"

by Rebecca Vernon
June 9, 2005

Whoa, Nelly! Hold me back from rushing the stage and digging my back molars into Players Club’s warm flesh! From the first churning, massive riffs of “The E.M.P.” to the tom-driven, rough-edged cruiser “Things You Can’t Imagine,” the Players Club steal the cup. Their stonerish, sometimes math-y sound is curiously song-driven, but gets way higher than Alice. The style reminds of Mission of Burma, or Dinosaur Jr.—that art-drenched, no-frills, melodic approach to heavy music that early ’90s alt-revolution bands did so well. PC will school you in all things cool. (Arclight) - Salt Lake City Weekly


"Wine Cooler Blowout Review"

JJ Paradise Players Club will make you remember why you fell in love with rock'n'roll in the first place. Led by ex-Unsane bassist/vocalist Dave Curran (possessor of the finest rock shout since Slayer's Tom Araya), the band rides riffs like men possessed. It's all debauchery and riffitude, and the J.J. Paradise Players Club sound like they're having the time of their lives. - High Bias


"Austin Show Review"

Heavy loud heavy loud heavy loud heavy. Speedloader was heavy as hell first, and then Players Club was heavy as hell. Formerly The JJ Paradise Players Club, the gang escaped from New York to pound the south down with some rock veteran special forces. Wendy says they sound like the Unsane (maybe because Unsane bassist Dave Curran is in the band). Guitarist Cooper and drummer Jimmy Paradise were in Kill Van Kull. Singer/guitarist Joel Hamilton (Glazed Baby, Shiner) is also part of the Book of Knots, which totally rips. So let it be written six thousand times. - Bek Sabbath
- Rank and Revue Magazine


Discography

S/T CD EP - Tee Pee Records 2000
Chorizo 7" - Handi Kraft Records/Tee Pee Records 2000
Wine Cooler Blowout - Tee Pee Records 2001
7" split w/ Candy Darlings - Handi Kraft Records 2002
Clean EP - Handi Kraft Records 2002
Regenesis - Dead Teenager Records 2004
Coextinction EP - Arclight Records 2005

Photos

Feeling a bit camera shy

Bio

Players Club got together in Brooklyn, 1999. Each of the four guys were playing in other bands—guitarist Joel Hamilton in Shiner and Glazed Baby; bassist Dave Curran in Unsane; drummer and namesake Jim J. Paradise in Kill Van Kull with singer Cooper. (Those are the main bands—you’ll also find such bands as Book of Knots, Get On Get On, Made Out Babies and Die 116 on their resumes). The idea was simple: let’s start a band and play.

Where other bands were only too happy to slip into a category and work within its constraints, the J.J. Paradise Players Club—as they were initially known, desired boundless simplicity: they wanted to make their music, their way but keep that definition dynamic, ever-changing.

Players Club made its recorded debut in 2001 with the J.J. Paradise Players Club EP and the full-length Wine Cooler Blowout (both on Tee Pee Records). The band toured hard in support of both, hitting Austin’s annual South-by-Southwest festival and the stoner rock festival Emissions from the Monolith. In 2002, they released the tour-only Clean EP on Paradise’s own Handikraft label and, naturally, kept touring. In 2003, they signed with Seattle’s Dead Teenager Records and Red Devil Management (Zeke, Speedealer) and released the acclaimed Regenesis in February 2004.

While their prior albums were unparalleled gems of loud rock n’ roll, Coextinction (released via Austin indie Arclight Records) is a prelude to Players Club’s magnum opus, an as-yet untitled LP due on Arclight later this year. From the brutal chugging opening salvo “The EMP” through the likewise potent “Things You Can’t Imagine,” the oddly catchy instant classic “Safety Word,” the explosive “Flux” and the unhinged, seething closer “Song to Make You Hate Me,” Coextinction is loud, unaffected, primal, and exhilarating without conforming to any single genre or trend. As a statement, it’s deafening—let it ring your ears and hear for yourself.