Revenge Club

Revenge Club

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www.revengeclub.net Revenge Club is a female-fronted punk rock band with cathcy hooks. The band tours often and has released several CDs and a music video. To get the gist of Revenge Club’s sound, imagine seething lyrics fueled by fast guitar licks & a pounding rhythm section.

Biography

www.revengeclub.net
www.myspace.com/revengeclub

Revenge Club has done the time, flown by the seat of their pants, and lived to tell the tale! The riotous punk-rock four-piece got their start early in 2004 in lively San Diego, and have since released a full length album ‘Your Underground’, an EP ‘Shot Myself in the Foot’, and have been featured on compilation CDs "Groupies Suck, Vol. 6" by No Cover Magazine and "Scene Not Heard" by New Sob Records. The band tours often, has recorded live videos with the 420 Channel and Flashrock, and self-released a music video for the underground anthem, “Dove Stinger.”

To get the gist of Revenge Club’s sound, imagine seething lyrics fueled by fast guitar licks and a pounding rhythm section. Envision a raucous mixture of sweet anguish and exhilaration trampled by Dr. Marten boots. Thrash around to themes such as; becoming a stalker, magnetizing psychos, partying in Amsterdam, and of course getting good old-fashioned revenge. Revenge Club pours fuel on the flames and fights fire with fire! Imagine for a second the Dead Kennedys and Blondie conceiving a musical love child, and that love child being completely enamored with L7, Bikini Kill, and Jawbreaker. Well now here it is… Revenge Club! They are the bastard child of that raucous affair!!!

Amy (vocals/guitar) has been kickin' up the San Diego punk scene for years. From New Orleans, she laces the music with creative lyrics and tales, and she can also be seen in local band, The Dirty Legs. Amy’s always ready to rock and shows no signs of lettin' up on the Gas!

Tony (lead guitar/vocals), is the newest Revenge Club member. He's a former member of local band, The Whisky Dicks and rocks the guitar like nobody's business.

Sean (bass) a transplant from Albuquerque, is a veteran of the San Diego music scene, having played in other local bands such as Blue Bottle, 66 Ohm, and Hell Yeah. He never misses the opportunity to throw in a catchy riff, his two cents, and a gnarly scowl!

Maggie (drums), hails from Hawaii and is no stranger to the San Diego punk scene. She pounds out beats worthy of some serious slamming!

Revenge Club stands out in the punk music scene and is receiving airplay locally and as far away as Portland to Argentina. Providing a new twist on old-school punk rock, Revenge Club is wreaking havoc, taking names, stealing hearts, and kicking ass!

Live Performances:

The California Music Festival, 2009 - Ventura, CA

The Casbah - San Diego, CA
Brick by Brick - San Diego, CA
The Ruby Room - San Diego, CA
The Kensington Club - San Diego, CA
The California Club - San Diego, CA
The Alibi - San Diego, CA
Java Joe’s Pub - San Diego, CA
The State House - San Diego, CA
Scolaris Office - San Diego, CA
Chasers - San Diego, CA
The Soda Bar - San Diego, CA
The Radio Room - San Diego, CA
The Zombie Lounge - San Diego, CA
Hot Monkey Love Cafe - San Diego, CA
The Honey Bee Hive - San Diego, CA
Joe & Andy's - San Diego, CA
Blind Melons - San Diego, CA
The Epicentre - San Diego, CA
The Cow Shed - San Marcos, CA
The Tiki Bar - San Diego, CA
Winston's - San Diego, CA
Dream Street - San Diego, CA
Kadan - San Diego, CA
Fannie's - Spring Valley, CA
O'Connels - San Diego, CA
Music Trader - San Diego, CA
King's Music - San Diego, CA
Kimo's - San Francisco, CA
The Anarchy Library - Downey, CA
The Brigg - Huntington Beach, CA
Blue Cafe - Huntington Beach, CA
Surf City Saloon - Huntington Beach, CA
The Good Bar - Ventura, CA
Puka Bar - Long Beach, CA
The Doll Hut - Anaheim, CA
The Starline - Fresno, CA
MiraCosta College Theater - Oceanside, CA
Molly Malone's (Internet Club Concert) - Ramona, CA
The Real Bar - Phoenix, AZ
Jugheads - Phoenix, AZ
Copper State Tavern - Glendale, AZ
Trax - Phoenix, AZ
Casablanca's - Phoenix, AZ
Dry River - Tucson, AZ
Havasu Underground - Lake Havasu City, AZ
Double Down Saloon - Las Vegas, NV
Cooler Lounge - Las Vegas, NV
The Dive Bar - Las Vegas, NV
The Wetlands - Eugene, OR
Ash Street Saloon - Portland, OR

Benefit Shows:

Life Rolls On.org – Downey, CA
Breast Cancer Angels Show – Long Beach, CA
Making Strides Against Breast Cancer (GoGirls Music & Daisy Rock Guitar Sponsored) – Oceanside, CA
Free the West Memphis Three – San Diego, CA

Radio:

The Local 94/9 - San Diego, California
Mohawk Radio - Internet Radio Station
www.indie104.com – Internet Radio Station
www.pandora.com – Internet Radio Station
Church of Girl Radio - Portland, Oregon
Rebel Radio - Netherlands
Sante Fe 97.7 - Sante Fe, Argentina

Endorsement:

Daisy Rock Guitars
DirtBag Music Artist

Special Recognitions/Endeavors:

Cherry Mapping Movie – 3 songs were featured, and the band had a cameo role in the film.
Punk Band of the Month, Babes in Boyland Radio, Montpellier, France – September 2005
‘Dove Stinger’ Music Video
420 Channel’s Internet Club Concert – video and interview
Flashrock On-line Interview

Lyrics

Dead Girls

Written By: Revenge Club

You said dead girls don’t scream
It looks like you were wrong about me
I’m your ghost, not your whore
Don’t you placate me no more.

You said dead girls can’t feel
Held me down and kept me still
Did you think you’d get away with it?
Did ya, did ya, did ya think that?

Wanna know what dead girls see?
We see everything.
Wanna know what dead girls see?
Look close, look through me.

See the shadows in the trees
Standing still in the breeze
Unmoving like my dignity
Now it’s your turn to scream

Wanna know what dead girls see?
We see everything.
Wanna know what dead girls see?
Look close, look through me.

Dilapidated on the floor
See the shadows in the door
All your friends have run away
No more pleading, not today

Wanna know what dead girls see?
We see everything.
Wanna know what dead girls see?
Look close, look through me.

Bad Wave

Written By: Revenge Club

Tell me I’m your bad wave, wanna be the thing you crave. Get down on your hands and knees. How far will you go for me?

Shut the blinds and lock the doors, crawling on the kitchen floor. Wanna hear you beg for more. I’ve got what you’re looking for.

You’re twisting, you’re writhing, you’re intoxicated. You’re begging, you’re pleading, for more.

How many times have you crashed and burned? Silly boy won’t ever learn. I’m just glad I’m causing it. Wanna see you get twisted.

Get in your head and spark a fire. Drown you in your own desire. Candy sweetness and blind rage, make you my junky slave.

You’re twisting, you’re writhing, you’re intoxicated. You’re begging, you’re pleading, you’ve got to have more. Bad wave, I’m your bad wave. You’re in a bad way.

Intoxication, open invitation. Intoxication, you’re suffocating.

Tell me I’m your bad wave, wanna be the thing you crave. Work yourself up, yeah get strung out. Wanna be what wears you out.

You’re twisting, you’re writhing, you’re intoxicated. You’re begging, you’re pleading, you’ve got to have more. Bad wave, I’m your bad wave. You’re in a bad way!

Hypocrite

Written By: Revenge Club

Come on, get up off the floor. You quoted the raven, said nevermore. Come on, get up off the floor. You took my hand and showed me the door, but you aren’t gonna bleed. I know your hypocrisy.

Don’t fire ‘till you can see the reds of their eyes.

Dance around and down we go. Aren’t you the one always in the know? Dance around and down we go. We capture ideas, but too slow. You’re not on your hands and knees. I know your hypocrisy.

Don’t fire ‘till you can see the reds of their eyes.

Are you done with your wicked deeds? With your spy glass can you see through me? Jet lag eyes, unbrushed hair, you’re hiding out, but I don’t care.

Ex-Reject

Written By: Revenge Club

The kids laughed at her when she walked into school. Floppy hair and jet lag eyes, a look that said ‘stay outta my way.’

She was a creepy kid with a milk white tan, scratched up wrists. She scared the boys away; scared them with a cheshire grin, yeah.

Janie’s always on my mind. She got into my head. She is an Ex-Reject.

The other girls were going to the football game. Janie’s in the bathroom with black lipstick. She shaved her head and held it high.

Janie’s standing by the side of the road, got her thumb out waiting for the next person willing to take a chance on her.

Janie’s always on my mind. She got into my head. She is an Ex-Reject.

She’s got a photograph taped over a bull’s eye. She doesn’t know witchcraft, but she can be damned scary.

Wanna be ex-reject, wanna be just like her.

Cheap Dates

Written By: Revenge Club

Poor little blue eyes, what’cha looking’ for? You see right through me; I know you can’t be bored. You said a mouthful. It chills me to the bone. Don’t think you can hack it, not here on your own.

Fishnet tights, street lights, now it’s go time.

Call me in the morning. I wanna press my luck. I’m sick of going ‘round. Yeah, I’ve been stuck. Watcha want for breakfast? Let’s go out. I’m not much for cooking, don’t know what it’s about.

Fishnet tights, street lights, now it’s go time.

Cheap dates and tacky wine. No more standing in line. You and me it’s time. I’m yours ‘till nine.

Hey there blue eyes, pounding on my door. We had a good run, I told you once before. Saw you in the mirror, I like the way you pout. I like to mess with you make you scream and shout.

Fishnet tights, street lights, now it’s go time. Cheap dates and tacky wine. No more waiting in line. You and me it’s time. I’m yours ‘till nine. Cigarettes and clichés. No one’s standing in our way. Come here, we’ll run away. Hell yeah, tonight’s the day.

Explosive Devices

Written By: Revenge Club

Explosive devices are really nice. It’s time that we dropped the bomb. We’re your servants, loyal to the end. Your family name, we’ll defend. Then the walls came down.

They’ll teach the kids about the time when the world was flat. This is the story of how we took it back.

Your reign’s almost over. It’s nearly November. We will stand tall. The terror will falter. No lambs on the alter. Let’s bring our boys home. Then the walls came down.

They’ll teach the kids about the time when the world was flat. This is the story of how we took it back.

When Katrina broke New Orleans, and the levees fell. You turned your back, too slow to react.

They’ll teach the kids about the time when the world was flat. This is the story of how we took it back.

New Song Face

Written By: Revenge Club

She’s a vulture. Hey there harpy. Keep picking the flesh off my arms.

Hey!

Hey, I’m not dead yet. I’m not your bird bate.

She’s a vulture. Hey there harpy. Fly away, let me rot in peace.

Hey!

Clinical

Written By: Revenge Club

Why can’t I, can’t I feel something? Why can’t I feel anything? Why has this been done to me? Why can’t I can’t I breathe? It felt like life but violent; awoke in a victim’s stance. It turned him on, it hurt me. No one heard me scream. I’m somewhere else, I’m sleeping; never alone in my dreams.

And if, if I wake up; Even if I wake up; Still be stuck in this nightmare.

Why can’t I, can’t I feel something? Why can’t I feel anything? I still live; I’m not me; I’ll never be the same. Don’t tell me that I’m okay; don’t try to comfort me. Bright lights, I feel queasy; cold hands and staunch white sheets. I feel my blood thinning. Why are they bleeding me?

And if, if I wake up; Even if I wake up; Still be stuck in this nightmare. And if, if I wake up; Even if I wake up; Still be stuck in this nightmare.

Why can’t I, can’t I feel something? Why can’t I feel anything? Why has this been done to me? Why can’t I can’t I breathe? It felt like life but violent; awoke in a victim’s stance. It turned him on, it hurt me. No one heard me scream. I’m somewhere else, I’m sleeping; never alone in my dreams.

And if, if I wake up; Even if I wake up; Still be stuck in this nightmare. And if, if I wake up; Even if I wake up; Still be stuck in this nightmare. And if, if I wake up; Even if I wake up; Yeah, yeah when I wake up; Still be stuck in this nightmare.

Bolts

Written By: Revenge Club

Slammed into the walls again. They’re always talking. These walls are my best friends. Knocked out the window pains. Oh yeah, I knocked ‘em out – walked right through the glass again.

If your bed is made, don’t lay in it. Just dust yourself off, knock the cobwebs off the walls.

Locked inside these four walls. The bolts are done up tight, fastened from the outside. Broken down, ceiling’s closing in. I have lily white dreams, oh yeah, and bruised skin.

If your bed is made, don’t lay in it. Just dust yourself off, knock the cobwebs off the walls. When your bed is made, don’t lay in it, just dust yourself off, you’re not dying after all.

Coloring reality, dark secrets through the corridors, and outside it’s getting clearer, I’m left to my own devices.

If your bed is made, don’t lay in it. Just dust yourself off, knock the cobwebs off the walls. If your bed is made, don’t lay in it, just dust yourself off, you’re not dying after all.

Slammed into the walls again. Dyin’ to get out, clawing a way back in.

Amsterdam

Written By: Revenge Club

It’s bloody cold, but no one cares.
They’re claiming the walls like the queens of disco. It’s bloody cold, but no one cares.

Like candy behind colored glass.
Their legs like stilts unfurl the twisted. Like candy behind colored glass.

You’re beauty demented, You’re beauty demented, You’re beauty demented, ooooh, turbulent

What a caotic way to waste wasted time. Who do they become when they’re called? A caotic way to waste wasted time.

You’re beauty demented, You’re beauty demented, You’re beauty demented, ooooh, turbulent

Champagne flowing, erotic falls.
Where does it end, we’re enamored. Where does it end, we’re enamored. Where does it end, we’re enamored.

You’re beauty demented, You’re beauty demented, You’re beauty demented, ooooh, turbulent.

Discography

'The Reds of Their Eyes' EP
Self-Released 2009/Roughneck Records

1) Bad Wave
2) Dead Girls
3) Explosive Devices
4) Hypocrite
5) Cheap Dates
6) New Song Face
7) Dead Weight Season
8) Ex-Reject
9) Did You Die?

‘Your Underground’ CD
Self-Released 2007/Roughneck Records

1) Clinical
2) Bolts
3) Social Life
4) The Way Sean Drives
5) Witch's Root
6) Your Underground
7) Doug's Gettin' Wasted
8) Bitchin' Summer
9) Nocturnal
10) It Was Raining
11) Summary
12) Amsterdam
13) Work Time Pessimism
14) Secret

‘Shot Myself in the Foot’ EP
Self-Released 2005/Roughneck Records

1) Dove Stinger
2) Wrecking Ball
3) Suicide Song
4) Dead, Dead, Dead
5) Breakdown

Compilations:
‘Groupies Suck, Vol. 6’ - No Cover Magazine
‘Scene Not Heard (A San Diego Punk/Oi! Compilation)’ - New Sob Records
'Menage a Trois' - 2008 3-way split

Set List

Dove Stinger
Amsterdam
Cheap Dates
Bad Wave
Dead Girls
Witch's Root
The Way Sean Drives
Explosive Devices
Bolts
Social Life
Ex-Reject
Suicide Song
New Song Face
Hypocrite
Wrecking Ball
Dead Weight Season
Ashes
Your Underground
Did You Die?
Clinical
Bitchin' Summer
It Was Raining

Sets are generally between 30 and 45 minutes, but the band has enough material for an hour and a half set.

Some covers that RC plays
'California Uberalles' by the Dead Kennedys
'Halloween' by the Misfits
'Punk Rock Girl' by the Dead Milkmen
'Shitlist' by L7
'Naked Girl Falling Down the Stairs' by The Cramps