Almost 35 years since starting out in the wilds of Queens and soon after landing on the wild stage of CBGB, the Fleshtones are still out in the garage thrashing out raw, perhaps surprisingly vital rock 'n' roll ensnared in a serious time warp. The Fleshtones' world is fast, short, and exuberant, the party-hearty hooks hitched to Keith Streng's snarly, fuzzed-out guitar, muscular propulsion from drummer Bill Milhizer and newcomer (well, early '90s) bassist Ken Fox, and raucous yowls—plus the odd Farfisa organ workout—from Peter Zaremba. The Tones' patented, self-described Super Rock contains virtually nothing post-1967, but plenty of juicy stuff from before, running from Lee Dorsey to the Rascals to the Kingsmen, MC5, Mitch Ryder, and Paul Revere and the Raiders. Decades after they should have burned out, the Fleshtones are still an adrenalin rush showing no signs of abating. Catch 'em in the Flesh at Lee's. With the Anonymus and Fuck Knights. 21+. (Photo by Anne Streng)
Thu., May 20, 9 p.m., 2010
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