Hollywood Trash has been baffling the unwashed masses with the overwhelming power of their loosely harnessed chaos for little more than a year, but already the screams of ecstasy can be heard rippling the Los Angeles night every time they book a new show. No amount of hyperbole, no stereo microgroove recording, can prepare you for the amount of unbridled kickass in a Hollywood Trash live set. Lucky for all of us, they play out in the LA area quite frequently. Come see them, and change your life forever.

Assembled by a secret panel of the world elite, the Hollywood Trash creative team bio reads like a litany of cool:

• Bob Quinn, genetically engineered in an underground lab somewhere under Wisconsin for the sole purpose of lead guitar, is a super soldier of rock.
• Phil Broste was raised by wolves in the wild country near Bemidji, MN, and delights in howling lead vocals, playing rhythm guitar, and feasting upon the blood of the pious.
• Matt DeNoto was trained since birth in the art of drumming by Shaolin Monks somewhere on the East coast.
• Tim Carras tripped and fell on a bass at some point.

Together, they create a hard edged blend of metal, punk, rockabilly, and blues that sounds like the best rock music you've ever heard... times one hundred. Have pity upon the mortals who stand in their way.