MUSIC: Dog Lips w/ GYMSHORTS and Bowling Shoes

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Dog Lips w/ GYMSHORTS and Bowling Shoes Saturday, August 23 Doors 7pm / Show 8pm $13 Members / $15 General Admission Advance / $20 GA Day of Show All ages / Standing --

About Dog Lips: Hailing from Portsmouth, N.H., Dog Lips deliver a raw and relentless blend of punk, hard rock, and new wave on their sophomore album, Danger Forward. Channeling the urgency of Mission of Burma, the swagger of Thin Lizzy, and the abrasive edge of Wipers, the band carves out a sound that’s both chaotic and controlled. These nine tracks tear through themes of warped Americana, B-movie delirium, and the absurdity of modern life, punctuated by the unrelenting drums, confrontational vocals, and sleazy riffage.

It’s an album that refuses to sit still. Dog Lips are brash, unapologetic, and wired for maximum impact. Recorded in just three days at Rhode Island’s Big Nice Studio with producer Bradford Krieger, Danger Forward captures the band’s live intensity with minimal polish and maximum grit. The sessions were fast, loud, and volatile, resulting in a sound that feels like it’s teetering on the edge of collapse. Razor-sharp guitars, pounding rhythms, and sneering vocals collide in a way that’s both immediate and gripping.

Since forming in 2022, Dog Lips have been a wrecking ball on the East Coast DIY circuit, sharing stages with like-minded miscreants and leaving audiences battered and buzzing. Danger Forward is the next logical step, a bigger, meaner, and more focused statement from a band that thrives on chaos. Whether you’re a fan of garage-tinged punk, pub-rock hooks, or noise-laden hardcore, this album doesn’t just demand your attention it grabs you by the collar and bites down hard.

About GYMSHORTS: Gymshorts is from Rhode Island and like the band’s home state frontwoman Sarah Greenwell is a petite powerhouse that marches to the beat of her own drum. Endearingly rebellious, fiercely independent, and hellbent on causing a commotion, Greenwell embodies the kind of rambunctious unpredictability that has personified some of pop culture’s most legendary troublemakers; a little bit Bart Simpson, a hint of Kevin McCallister, and a dash of Dennis The Menace form the inspirational foundation of Gymshorts’ particular brand of punk n roll, smoked to perfection in the back of Jeff Spicoli’s van.

Gymshorts are a sarcastic grin and a pair of bloodshot eyes behind pitch-black Wayfarers in the back row of class, a best friend and a bad influence all rolled into one. Their sound is ragged and raw and immediately magnetic, rough and tumble with the kind of lived-in authenticity of a scuffed-up pair of skate shoes. A sturdy platform for the band’s unabashedly unique identity that is equal parts bratty and wise, tightly wound and poised to launch in nearly any direction at a moment’s notice.

As buoyant ambassadors of plucky stick-it-to-the-man attitude, Gymshorts never fail to leave crowds sweaty and satisfied in the aftermath of a ferocious blitzkrieg bop, decimating eardrums in a whirlwind of maximum volume sonic debauchery with an enthusiastic heart of gold.

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