736 Ponce de Leon Ave. NE
Atlanta, GA, 30306
Doors 9:00 PM / Show 9:30 PM (event ends at 12:00 AM)
This event is 18 and over
Dance to their eclectic electro-funk, grind to their original R’n’B grooves, and sweat under the intense, penetrating gaze of frontman Dylan Charles Germick as he begs you, in all sincerity, to love yourself no matter what.
Conceived in Oakland, CA by two Indiana brothers, Planet Booty first emerged along the west coast as a 6-to-10-piece funk and soul dance party powerhouse with a reputation for limit-pushing and theatrics. But it was their later incarnation as a multitasking three-piece (Dylan Germick on vocals and trumpet, Josh Cantero on vocals and keys, Rob Gwin on bass and percussion) that caught the attention of national and festival circuits, with a more intimate connection and yet an even more powerful experience.
Some say it’s best to be fashionably late. Vampire Step-Dad took that to heart and arrived about 25 years after the party ended.
Listening to a Vampire Step-Dad release is like sneaking into a movie theater in 1986, and finding a John Hughes film that never made it to VHS. Spanning the emotional gamut, whether a candlelit love scene, a taut suspense thriller, or an action packed crime drama, Vampire Step-Dad’s sound is rooted firmly in 1980’s sensibilities.
After a continuous stream of releases since mid 2015, Vampire Step-Dad is now focusing on bringing his music to the stage. He recently opened for Carpenter Brut and TWRP. His stage show brings with it not only musical performances, but also a bit of step-fatherly advice, and plenty of dad-jokes that will leave you rolling your eyes while shaking your butt.
Bloody Disgusting says Vampire Step-Dad “oozes nostalgia”. When reviewing Vampire Step-Dad’s latest release Love Bites, Echosynthetic characterized it this way: “You can almost smell the pizza, old carpet, and hear the arcade games off to the side while the DJ calls out for couples only slow skate.”
When not writing music, Vampire Step-Dad spends time missing garlic bread and struggling to write about himself in the third person.