Writing about and exposing underground warehouse shows and where they are is quite taboo.  So we won't reveal details. What will happen is the telling about one such evening in Oakland at a venue that has no equal. You've seen them in films. You've heard about them in your circle of friends. Those secret shows that happen and you always  feel either left out or not "in the know". The Ghost Town Gallery has been home to some of the most epic shows ever witnessed. I once walked into a show there and full jumping tent was set up in the room while the bands were playing. If you asked your local commercial radio station DJ or listener they never will have heard of it. That my friends is the glory. The deathblow. It is the untouched, no rules, all fun that a true speakeasy should be. Unspoiled by the fad.

Hurry Up Shotgun - photo - Shannon Corr

Oakland locals Hurry Up Shotgun as well as Police Teeth, The Turks and a side project of  Mount Vicious, Hurry Up Shotgun and Jesse Quarto all played this cold Oakland evening.  Hurry Up Shotgun played a set consisting of mostly new songs.  Since adding second guitarist Will Funner, their sound has evolved from a semi low-fi garage band to a full fledged sonic rock band. The vocals Austin Pitts expels have a resonate, higher end quality ala' Drive Like Jehu. His apprehensive nature gives honesty to his lyrics.  He shovels the dirt and Will Funner cleans it with the style of a drunk surgeon. Bassist Craig Eastman provides a foundation for the double decker auditory sandwich. All the while they never give up the edge. Keeping everything in between charm and instability. Drummer Adam Kayne keeps these mad string men in their place with an obvious hold on the rhythm and foresight. His patterns are an aggregate of each instrument. Impeccable timing and execution. As a whole, this band reluctantly approximates The Afghan Whigs or Husker Du if played by The Hot Snakes drunk on Clash records.  Definately worth your while.