Tacoma, Washington, USA
BandHip HopAlternative

Progressive hip-hop. A truly unique Tacoma sound with mainstream appeal.


The wind is blowing. You’re on a hill somewhere. Or in a canyon. Or on a plain. Or on the roof of an abandoned building. The sky is dark. It’s twilight. No, it’s noon, but feels like twilight. The view is brutal. Wreckage. Nature reclaiming nature. A piano chord is played. Now another, and another. Music, beautiful and cruel, swells from some hidden place. You see their shadows before you see them…Revengers.

From the very first sounds of the home-recorded Scraps on the Badlands, it’s clear Revengers’ debut is no ordinary record. It’s a vision. A haunted vision. Fed by something. Something you can’t see or name. Something you just know. It’s despair, but it’s not despair. It’s anger, but not anger. If a word contained sadness, rage, hope, acceptance and relentlessness, then we could call it that.

Call it masterful instead.

The first time I saw Revengers was in a giant tent outside a bar in their hometown of Tacoma, Washington – just south of Seattle. It was cold. It was raining. Huge puddles swelled in the gravel lot outside. It was a sad occasion: a memorial for a fellow musician, with over a dozen bands slated to play. The crowd hugged and cried and laughed. Whiskey was served in plastic cups.

I’ve now forgotten many of the bands on the bill, but not Revengers. When bassist and composer Dustin Iacobazzi Riecan kicked off the set, with emcee Eric Quinn tearing off a trademark, hard-hitting verse, I impulsively wormed my way to the front of the crowd. And when co-frontman Dale Coleman bounded to the stage, leapt to the mike and joined Quinn on a chorus, I knew I was seeing something new and important. Joined by Jeff “Hammer” Berghammer on drums and Mason Hargrove on guitar, they looked like an indie band, raged like punks, and sounded like a hip-hop crew.

When writing a column about Revengers for City Arts Magazine a few weeks later, I thought back to that night. It was quintessentially northwestern – dark, strange, and yet somehow inspiring – just like Revengers. Revengers bridge the Seattle area’s prominent indie rock and hip hop scenes like no other act, combining exquisite songcraft and powerful, inventive rhymes with the muscle of a crack live band. And like the best of both genres, they embody the region’s weird soul.

Coleman, Quinn and Riecan got their start in Biznautics, a locally legendary crew that they formed in high school, and which had ten members at one point during its six-year run. Since Biznautics broke up in 2005, the trio has endured a string of challenges and tragedies that lend Scraps on the Badlands unmistakable, if indescribable, weight – despite nods to Tom Selleck, Pabst and Wheat Thins.

“We like to think of it as celebrating desperation,” Coleman says.

Here’s to celebrating Revengers.

-- Mark Thomas Deming


Scraps on the Badlands:
1. Badlands
2. Bloody Knuckles
3. Bone River
4. The Gallows
5. The Premises
6. Fenced-In Centipede
7. Tire Yard
8. Slow Burn Rails
9. The Iron Fields
10. Hawkriders
11. Stonehenge

Set List

Our set typically lasts an hour, performing 9-10 songs off our debut album, Scraps on the Badlands. We can easily fill a 75-90 min slot by interweaving cover songs (bands ranging from Pink Floyd to Weezer) into our set.