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Holy Fuck

By Megan Metzger

Published on March 06, 2008

Holy Fuck is a group of Scandinavian death-porn metalheads whose sole mission is to achieve a decibel level that will make audience members involuntarily shit their pants. Actually, that's not true at all. Holy Fuck consists of sweet and shaggy Canadian indie rockers making electronic music. The live show is a sweaty, raucous spectacle: The boys duct-tape together old-school analog instruments and whatever else they want to bang on (radiators, pipes) and put it all on a giant table. From this, they somehow create wholly fucking original dance instrumentals that send crowds into gyrating, twitching fits. On this tour, Holy Fuck co-headlines with another buzzworthy act, New York noisemaker A Place to Bury Strangers. Dance freaks and rockers sick and tired of MacBook-automated blips and ticks, this is the show for you.



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