Bootleg Theater Presents
Lost Beach, M. Rivers
2220 Beverly Blvd
Los Angeles, CA, 90057
This event is 21 and over
what is FITNESS?
well, first of all, why are you reading this? don’t you get it? FITNESS is alpha, omega, and beta wrestling in a vat full of molten G.I. Joe action figures. it’s the feeling when you’re only drinking tap water at the bar due to an acute absence of funds, but it doesn’t even matter because your friend is the embodiment of gin anyway. this is nazi-punching music. this is
kafkaesque in that it’s not really kafkaesque at all. he would love that. also, FITNESS is a band. i mean, i guess? pretty limiting term, band. the wonders were a band. steel dragon was also a band.
but anyway, back to my central inquiry: why are you reading this? did you catch the first show with tanlines and gina turner? did you hear “i don’t feel anything,” immediately super-felt everything, then clicked your way to here? perhaps you accidentally ended up on this page after deep-diving into
fitness-related hashtags on instagram, scrolling through copious sweaty bodies only to eventually stumble upon what is inarguably the musical equivalent of a sweaty body?
at any rate, welcome to FITNESS. i’m glad you could make it. to make your trip truly worth the time and apparent lack of effort, let’s see what max collins (eve 6) and kenny carkeet (awolnation) have to say about the FITNESS vibes and what the fuck they expect us to do with them. reached by cellular telephone while preparing for future FITNESS fuckeries in the form of an EP, collins expressed optimism regarding the band lowkey cult’s current vibes. “i have no fucking idea who you are,” collins said.
“please stop calling me.” FITNESS, he added, is undoubtedly the new wave. “seriously,” he said. “stop calling me.” [inaudible expletive] *dial tone* carkeet, in a separate interview conducted via the last known payphone in existence, echoed collins’ enthusiasm. “who?” he said. “i’m not sure i know
who you are exactly? am i supposed to know you?” [vaguely more audible expletive] *seemingly louder dial tone*
but what do they know? hell, what do i know? [nothing]
FITNESS is you. Care on.
Hailing from the beaches south of Los Angeles, LOST BEACH combines the sentimentality of sun in your face, while pining for the unknown in what we call indie rock n roll. Native Texan Jonny Perdue came to California to further his pursuit in music, finding guitarist and collaborator Steve Stout via a chance encounter while both playing for siblings of two different bands. During his time on the coast, Jonny met Hermosa-raised drummer Davey Latter and bassist Zacc West, also linking up with keys player Davey Allen after seeing his performance at a soundcheck in LA. "Perdue," meaning lost in French, and the band's residence on the coast inspired their moniker LOST BEACH. From Otis Redding to Elliott Smith, the group draws inspiration from the sounds of older records and a DIY mentality of self-production.
The band will be releasing singles in the coming months in anticipation of their self produced full length LP later this year.
The singer-songwriter of Redlight King, has evolved into M. Rivers with an exciting new sound