Last Exit Live presents
MOON DROOL, MR. MUDD & MR. GOLD
717 S. Central Ave.
Phoenix, AZ, 85004
Doors 8:00 PM / Show 9:00 PM
This event is 21 and over
It’s Saturday night, October 29, 2011, two days before Halloween, and a very lucky group of individuals are about to be the first to get their ears sexed up by Moon Drool. Hailing from Chandler, AZ, Moon Drool’s sound, by definition, could be described as progressive blues rock. In reality, it’s just a group of really amazing people who make really amazing music together, and they love doing it!
Comprised of five dedicated musicians, Moon Drool’s sound brings intense warmth to your heart that you spend years searching for in record store aisles. Matt Bermudez’ passion for music can be heard not only in his voice, but also through the melodies he produces on keys. He pours every piece of himself into each note, and there’s a smile that lingers well after the end of each show. A relaxed presence stands stage left; Sean Jacquemin, with closed eyes and a solid bass line, produces melodious tones that hum through your body. Meanwhile, Rob Endsley not only brings a necessary roughness in his drums and that contrasts perfectly with his fellow band mates, he also backs up Matt’s vocals (which is not an easy task to add to drum playing). On lead guitar, Kyle Gutierrez unleashes some seriously funky blues riffs that truly give Moon Drool its edge. And even though you've heard the songs a thousand times, he manages to keep it interesting at every live show. Finally, Jessi Draper’s cello skills are something to be envied. She drops a sweetness on your ears that makes you wonder how she got mixed up with these guys, but truthfully, you wouldn't have it any other way.
Moon Drool’s self recorded and produced debut album, Do We Want Parachutes, dropped earlier this year and there’s never been a more excited group of fans (just ask the Marquee Theater security). While a second album is in the works, to get a glimpse at new music, you’ll have to catch a live show. However, don’t worry; these musical perfectionists are just as anxious for a new record as we are.
MR. MUDD & MR. GOLD
Named after a Townes Van Zandt song about a wild game of five card stud, Phoenix's Mr. Mudd & Mr. Gold have been delivering their self-described "two-man bastard child of country, folk, blues, bluegrass and rock" to an ever-growing audience in America's Southwest. Stomping and hollering on stages with the likes of Langhorne Slim, Shovels and Rope, Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band and more, the outfit seems to earnestly and effortlessly embody the spirit of Van Zandt himself in a style all their own. You can call it folk, bluegrass, Appalachia or country; the band seems concerned with little else than making pure music that gets the crowd moving, if a little rowdy while doing it. With the debut release of their self-titled "Mr. Mudd & Mr. Gold" the duo seems hellbent on taking their unique sound to the national stage. And quickly. 39 minutes of barnstormers, the 11-track album features authentic Americana with a few tips of the hat to their influences by way of covers of classic Howlin Wolf, Lightnin' Hopkins and Townes Van Zandt numbers. Recorded at Arixzona's Audioconfusion (Andrew Jackson Jihad) the album runs the gamut from hard-driving banjo-driven melodic folk and dirty suitcase-drum-infused acoustic rock, to haunting a capella numbers and soul-infused updates of 1940s acoustic blues.