Empty Palace

HEY-HO! WHAT IS THIS RUCKUS IN MY EAR-HOLES??” any yayhoo might inquire- because to any napping normies Empty Palace must sound like a sputtering calliope jet-engine backfiring into full reverse infinity. For the 2 ½ minute Urban/Pop Uber Ride soundtrack listener Empty Palace smacks of indulgent gesticulation and over-fancy caterwauling. But why, in the Musical Armageddon End Times of Now-Now-Now, overshoot who is game for THIS Evil Einstein Jumbotronic Robo-Rock n Roll group? Why cry, when you can keep the falutin’ high? Here’s an outfit who’s racket can feed most any egghead’s wet noodly, and get your special bits n’ parts a tinglin’, too. For their upcoming LP, Secret Names, our favorite Sonic Stormtroopers schlepped the entire studio out to a Mystical Mansion in the hi, hi Desert of Joshua Tree. Once the magic circle was demarked, they conjured 11 live mind-controlling bangers still not certified safe for human consumption. The boys are tried and true hands at Sonic Spelunking, moving all around the great U S of A spreading their Glam and Glitter Gospel of Colossal. Their first LP, 2015’s The Serpent Between the Stars marked a Jules Vernean Journey into the Heart of High Voltage Hot Action. But these Four Horsemen of the Rockpocalypse have a dark streak that will set your Mom to praying for them. Not that it’ll help- they’re definitely beyond goners. Look for them to touch down in your town soon. Okay!