One of Parker Gibbs’ famous emails promoting this years Parkerzalooza Show… Hot Fog get’s a typically gross mention:

San Francisco’s newest metal sensations, HOT FOG will then keep the train-a-rollin as they perform songs off of their debut EP (with cover art by Alan Forbes!) Wyvern and Children First. These veterans of the Bay Area rock have honed an intricate sound of twin guitar, relentless riffs and melodic harmonies built around Tim Mitchells soaring vocals (his highs often remind me of a 12 year old asian girl who has collected a rare Pokemon card) and D&D imagery. Add in the pummeling beats of one of rocks greatest rhythm sections and you have a band to be reckoned with. Covers and originals alike, Hot Fog fucking rules and you will probably shit yourself with glee. Or just shit yourself anyway, because thats what happens when you hit a certain age. Like me. But I digress…

Here’s the entirety of the email, in case you are curious.

People. After a one year hiatus PARKERZALOOZA is back, bigger, better, and drunker than ever featuring a TWO DAY line-up that makes Cal Jam look like a county fair. This is my SIXTH year, so come on out and help me celebrate!

To witness: DAY ONE: Saturday June 19th at 9pm, The Bottom of the Hill. $12. The Rawwwk show…

HEAVY Sf Psych rockers Carlton Melton will open the set with a blistering set of instrumental psych-prog rock that will make you wish you had never left the safety of the Shire. Minds will be blown and boners will be popped as Rich, Andy and Clint make waves of music that pummel their audience into quivering piles of flesh. Huge in europe and on the peninsula, Carlton Melton will melt your face. Also, do not forget Rich Millman is a guitar god and on a night with many great players, that is saying something. Get there at 9 sharp cuz you do not want to miss them!

San Francisco’s newest metal sensations, HOT FOG will then keep the train-a-rollin as they perform songs off of their debut EP (with cover art by Alan Forbes!) Wyvern and Children First. These veterans of the Bay Area rock have honed an intricate sound of twin guitar, relentless riffs and melodic harmonies built around Tim Mitchells soaring vocals (his highs often remind me of a 12 year old asian girl who has collected a rare Pokemon card) and D&D imagery. Add in the pummeling beats of one of rocks greatest rhythm sections and you have a band to be reckoned with. Covers and originals alike, Hot Fog fucking rules and you will probably shit yourself with glee. Or just shit yourself anyway, because thats what happens when you hit a certain age. Like me. But I digress…

SF’ local faves Dirty Power will be doing a rare reunion show that has me all confused and excited at once in my naughty parts. With a sound infleunced by Dianetics, Ronnie James Dio, the bathrooms of The Eagle Tavern and Satans taint, Dirty Power forge a mix of anthemic choruses, dueling leads, and the driving cowbell from days of yore that will have you pumping your fists like people used to do when they were excited about something, or when making a drunken point at someone who refuses to listen. This is smart metal for smart asses and you are in for a wonderful, metal, treat. You are all welcome for this selfless gift.

Closing out the show are PARKERZALOOZA veterans Earthless. By their own admission, EARTHLESS play instrumental, partially improvised and grooved out LOUD rock-n-roll with nods to Hendrix, Amon Duul II, Hawkwind, and eyeballs floating in space. All I know is everytime I hear Isaiah soloing, Mike holding it down, and Mario pounding out fills like the twin headed baby of John Bonham and Billy Cobham, I get a huge smile on my face, my brain leaves my body, my boner runs to the front of the stage, and all is good in the world for the next hour. EARTHLESS is the best of all worlds, and I am stoked and honored that they will be rocking yours.

The great and legendary DJ Sasquatch Boracho will be dropping the rawwk knowledge on you all throughout the night. DJ FOODCOURT is still in jail in Ibiza.

Thats DAY ONE and I am already exhausted and hung over. But ya know what? DAY TWO is only a few short hours away so I need to get home, put on my jambos, eat an ambien, do a shot, yell at my neighbors then slide into my race car bed and get some shut eye. Shit is very much on…