FoCoMx, Fort Collins Music Experiment

FoCoMx, Fort Collins Music Experiment

Serpentfoot, The Sickly Hecks, Wasteland Hop, Izcalli, My Body Sings Electric, Slow Caves

Fri Apr 27 2018

12:00 pm

$35

My Dog Ate Chad
Fast-rising Northern Colorado alt-rock band My Dog Ate Chad brings together indie rock and grunge, balancing the edginess of metal with the melodic, sometimes dreamy feel of folk. With fluid vocals, playful riffs, and driving rhythms, the band conveys a strong sense of ensemble, musical layering, and self-assured experimentation.
Serpentfoot
"Like all of the great rock and roll trios in history, Serpentfoot manage to create tunes that seem so much bigger and grander than what you would think just three people are capable of. Marrying heavy and probably drug induced aural kilos of psych-rock a la the Brian Jonestown Massacre and the artsy proto-punk sneer of bands like Television and the Sonics is already a recipe for beautiful disaster. Easily. But the ‘foot doesn’t stop there; they then decide to add heapin’ helpin’s of noodly 60’s era surf and garage rock into the cake they’re baking, turning the whole mess of a into a new album and band that is so damn good you’ll need the recipe." -Pulp Magazine
The Sickly Hecks
Originating as the solo project of Raymond Sunny, The Sickly Hecks has found form in Fort Collins as a punk-as-heck quartet of lovable miscreants.

Classic story, where’s the party?
Wasteland Hop
Wasteland Hop carves a unique space into your imagination, a space where one feels the soulful pourings of Janis Joplin interlaced with the cerebral speech of Aesop Rock. This live 6 piece band designs a new, original sound via violin, guitars, drum and bass plus the potent back and forth energy between leading vocalist Steph Jay and MC Mickey Kenny. Wasteland Hop has played with Flobots, Air Dubai, Zion I, Talib Kweli and Macklemore & Ryan Lewis. Wasteland Hop played SXSW 2014 as part of the Colorado Music Party. Scene Magazine ran a cover story in January 2014 calling Wasteland Hop the leading talent in The Fort. Greta Cornett of The Bohemian Foundation sees the band as one on the cusp, saying Wasteland Hop are poised to take that next big leap.
Izcalli
Izcalli
iZCALLi makes the kind of music you leave home to: melancholy folk phrases lashed to driving beats that pin the pedal to the floor — that Molotov of nostalgia and exhilaration, the immigrant song. It's a feeling iZCALLi — named for the Mexican birthplace of member-siblings Miguel (lead guitar/vocals) and Brenda Avina (bass) and the Nahuatl word for rebirth — knows well. Born on both sides of the border (drummer Luiggy Ramirez hails from Colorado) and formed in the Denver over ten years ago, iZCALLi has, over the course of three LPs and a thousand shows, swigged its evolving sound from both wells of tradition, from Latin-tinged echoes to punching metal to filthy blues, in English and in Español. The result is a loyal flock of fans of every color, from every background, rich or poor. The result is RETI=Rock En Tu Idioma, a community for making rock in Spanish, the music of the melting pot, which is deeply American and knows no frontiers. This is iZCALLi's appeal: the kind of music that makes you leave home and return, exhilarating live shows that celebrate tradition and kin, that unite what you find with what you left behind, and open the heart, so you know you are home
My Body Sings Electric
My Body Sings Electric’s music resonates with a sense of playfulness and lust for life. When you meet them in person, it’s easy to see why. Call their music indie. Call it pop. Call it what you will. But when you connect with the music from this band of love-able misfits, you’ll feel as if you just met your five new best friends.

Pop-sensibility can be a taboo in the indie world, but MBSE does not leave you wanting more. With introspective lyrics, danceable rhythms intricate instrumental work and dynamic live shows, they’ve crafted a fresh, energetic take on indie, pop and alternative rock.
Slow Caves
Inspired by late nights in Hollywood, high speed car chases, red eye flights and vintage skateboard videos, the synth-punk musings of SLOW CAVES bleed a James Dean-esque revelry that explodes into a rich baritone croon.

There's adrenaline, sonic vibration, blistering guitars and throbbing bass lines. It blends and molds together to create something visceral, yet refined.

It's badass. And like any crash, you just can't turn away.
Venue Information:
Hodi's Half Note
167 N College Ave
Fort Collins, CO, 80524
http://www.hodishalfnote.com/