"If you were to attempt to trace the roots of Motherhood’s nearly unclassifiable sound, you’d no doubt end up with a scribbled mess spanning dozens of genres and subgenres and sub-subgenres that each contribute some defining characteristic to the group’s sonic lineage. There are no clear paths to follow and no easy pigeon holes to label what they do. That’s probably why they seem most comfortable being called Art Rock, a title that leaves all doors open, granting the Fredericton trio freedom to move wherever they please, whenever the please." - Grid City Magazine

"Dark like black boot mud" - Sappy Times

A trio of deep-thinkin’ rippers, New Brunswick’s Motherhood achieve one very rare and uncomplicated feat: they sound EXCITING on record and stage alike. Unlike so many awkward experiments by peers and ‘adventurous’ contemporary rock outfits, Motherhood’s music explodes with the kind of charm and exuberance you can’t just order. No, it’d take years of late nite couch-crumpled conversations, bathroom stall barfs and parking lot laughter to achieve the kind of chemistry these three exude. If we’re calling this art rock, it’s because, in 2019, commitment is a precious art indeed. And make no mistake, Motherhood is all about commitment.

Brydon Crain (guitar, vocals), Penelope Stevens (bass, keys, vocals) and Adam Sipkema (drums) have been linking arms and running into rock n’ roll oblivion repeatedly for the past eight years. Like cowpunk without the jadedness, dust rock without the drymouth; a thinkin’ people’s union for the fearless 21st.

Strawberry Launch

Strawberry Launch is an all female indie rock group serving up front and personal songs. They are all from different states (LA, Chicago, even Ohio) but came together here in New York. After becoming a full group this past fall, but have been avidly working in the studio for the past six months and actively playing all over the city. They've played Rockwood Music Hall, The Bitter End, Pianos, The Arthouse Hotel, the West End Lounge, Berlin Under A, etc...they plan to put their music on the internet whenever they feel like it.

The Rizzos were born on the bathroom floor of a dirty dive bar named Don Pedro. This trio of beer-loving, delinquent do-rights, loves traveling up and down the east coast, showcasing their unique brand of rock ‘n’ roll which was once compared to "falling across as trampoline."
Basements are their treasure troves. Their currency is laughter, their main export is good times, their GDP is roughly that of a deserted island. They're about as big as a dog. The Rizzos are a gang and they love you, baby.



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