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Over the past six months Billbones has gradually evolved into one of the most consistently fun & hard rockin’ acts in NYC. The band mixes together their own blend of New York via London underground rock with hard chargin’ cover tunes & a take no prisoners stage show. Most shows you go see in the city people in the crowd just kinda scratch their chins and slowly nod along. But at a Billbones show you might see a 40 year old wino holding a flask while doing the twist in the front row or a couple of barely legals hooting along as they dance on a couch - it’s come as you are anything goes. There’s no posing here, just a band playing “get up, have a beer, and shake your ass!” music and the crowds seem to get larger & more energetic with every show. The band definitely vibes off their energy on stage steadily gaining momentum song by song. Tonight the usually relatively stoic & reserved bass player Mike Bones stole the show emerging from the wings to mix it up with the crowd a bit and then without warning trashing the drum kit during the finale in true Rockstar style. If you like to party & listen to Rock N’ Roll this may be the band for you.

Another awesome set from Billbones including a smokin’ version of “Breakdown” an excellent cover of the Libertine’s “Mockingbird”.

Billbones always draws a fun crowd so this show was a good time but the strangest thing happened. I’m snapping some pics when I turn around and notice that the small crowd is made up almost entirely of cute college age blondes. I thought to myself “Good Lord - no one’s gonna believe this!”. So I snuck around and shot the pic above. Who knows maybe the guys are really big in Sweden?

Billbones continued their rowdy conquest of the NYC indie rock underground with another raging set - this time at the legendary punk headquarters CBGBs. The playful chemistry between the band members was the highlight of the evening as they laughed and cracked jokes between songs to and about an eclectic Friday night crowd of LES hipsters, bloggers, undergrads, models, & Bowery drunks. By the end of the set when Frank Bones slyly remarked “this room is mine” it was clear that the party had just begun.