Tapping Into The Psycho World By Lauren Cusimano
(Published in 944 magazine issue # 8.6)
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No Limits for The Limit Club By Adriane Goetz
It has to be said: the AZ music scene suffers from a severe lack of spookiness. Perhaps it’s the overabundance of sunshine or scarcity of graveyards, but in the greater Phoenix metro area, it’s hard to get rocked in that "this music could very well be sucking the blood from your major arteries" sort of way. Thankfully, The Limit Club is more than willing to carry the Phoenix gothabilly torch through zombie- infested catacombs and into your wildest dreams -- er, nightmares. Guitarist/vocalist Nick Feratu and upright bassist Cadaverous Joel have been crafting eerily danceable tunes since 2005, citing a broad spectrum of influences from The Damned to Ricky Nelson to Nick Cave. Since their first full-length album, God Damn The Limit Club (2007), Feratu and Joel have recruited a new, too-rock-n-roll-to-sit- down drummer, Juan Carlos, enabling the boys to tour relentlessly. Thus far, The Limit Club has spent 2008 storming the local scene with explosive live performances. Having completed recording for its second full-length studio album, this terrifying trio is taking it to the limit…and beyond. Show Creeps, EDVIS, Metal Elvis, Rhythm Dragons, and Creepsville 666 are also scheduled to perform.
(Published in Phoenix New Times Magazine)
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Show Review - Limit Club/ Janitors of Anarchy/ Rebel Set 03/21/09 - Yucca Tap Room - Tempe, AZ by Jackie Jett
The night started off with the Rebel Set. It’s a good thing this band has tolerable music because you couldn’t hear the vocals at all. The Rebel Set reminded me of a beach party. The kind of music where I could take up a little Go Go dance and swing my hips. I like this band so don’t be surprised if I do an interview soon.
Next up was the Janitors of Anarchy. It’s been at least two years since they’ve rocked the stage. This band killed. The drummer was solid. The bass and guitar completely ripped. Hopefully we will see more from this trio. (On a side note I’m glad to see that they lost the crazy bass player!)
The last band was the Limit Club. These guys always put on a good show. I loved the new bass player. I took the liberty of looking up the lyrics once. To my surprise a lot of their songs had a deeper meaning than what I originally thought. Nick Feratu is definitely a good writer. If you haven’t seen them I suggest you do.
- JJ
(Published by AZKaos - www.myspace.com/azkaos)
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Janessa Hilliard - Phantom Cats
In this age of MySpace Music and YouTube videos, it has become absurdly easy for anyone with a computer to call him or herself a "musician" and put their creations up for the entire world to see, regardless of actual musical talent. Luckily this is not the case with the Limit Club and Phantom Cats, the band's sophomore effort, proves exactly that.
Though a relatively young band, the Limit Club has been considered a staple in the Arizona psychobilly scene for a significant while now. Amazingly enough they have also managed to distance themselves from the genre in terms of their creative style and their outlook on music as a whole. By not taking themselves too seriously, nor producing trite songs backed by mediocre music, they become more accessible to kids who identify with vying genres in the underground scene. It is clear that if they continue to produce such genre-breaking albums as Phantom Cats they have the potential to make it out of the Arizona scene, and head towards bigger and brighter things.
Following a stint of barely-noticeable demos and God Damn the Limit Club, the band's first studio album, Phantom Cats is reflective of the growth the group has experienced as individual musicians as well a cohesive whole. Where God Damn… faltered rather obviously in terms of collective musicianship, Phantom Cats excels.
On Phantom Cats, lead singer and guitarist Nick Feratu has found a voice that works. Ditching the screaming, sneering tone that often found its way into God Damn…, Phantom Cats showcases Feratu's talent as both a lyricist and singer. From politically charged to religiously skeptical to darkly romantic, Feratu explores the same themes found in God Damn... from a far more adult perspective. Instead of forcing poignancy upon the words he allows his songwriting to speak for itself, and takes a reserved approach in his singing, as apparent in songs such as "Shadow of Love," one of the band's two covers on the album, and "The Great Unknown." Feratu still manages to keep the highly personal and sarcastic edge in his choice of song topics that sets the Limit Club apart from others in the genre. Yet despite the tongue- in-cheeky gothic style of "Sister Found a Cure" and Feratu's sardonic, atheistic attitude in "Lets Get Religious," the songs are written and performed in such a way that they retain their subtlety.
Perhaps the most apparent change on this album is the addition of Juan Carlos, who has replaced The George on drums. The inclusion of a strong backbeat has bolstered the Limit Club's sound immensely and has filled in perfectly to create a unique, cohesive sound between Joel Bloel's commanding upright base and Feratu's accomplished guitar skills. "You're Doomed if You're A Clone," a crowd favorite with its anti-establishment punk-rock message, exemplifies the unity the band has found together. Bloel's focus and careful attention to detail with the bass, coupled with the focused and skilled drumming encourages a feeling of throwback to rockabilly acts of old. The inclusion of previously recorded audio on "I'm A Nightmare" and "You're Doomed if You're A Clone" further enhances the traditional old school, underground style of the band. While it is clear that the band embraces and enjoys all that rockabilly and psychobilly have to offer, it becomes increasingly clear that they can explore different styles, as with "Praying Mantisss" and the far more solemn, sing-songy droning of "The Great Unknown."
The album flows remarkably well, albeit quickly, as the entire record barely scrapes past the half-hour mark. Nevertheless it is an enjoyable ride, following the band as they explore different musical techniques and Feratu guides us around the inner workings of his head with a variety of topics and lyrical creations. This is certainly the type of record people will find themselves tapping their foot to and belting along with in no time.
(Janessa Hilliard is a freelance writer. Her works have been featured in the Arizona Republic, AZ Teen Magazine and on AZCentral.com)
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Mick Mercer - Phantom Cats
When it comes to the words Punk and Psychobilly I tend to judge things by the high standards Calabrese set with their fierce post-hardcore melodic sensibilities, and I reckon this band are up on that plateau of quality.
'I'm A Nightmare' shows the trio have their own rhythmic personality, and an interesting vocal slant as well, keeping things just on the dour side, and making the mood of the song internal, while the busy vocals plough down sneaking alleys, with some frisky guitar flicks. They also admit to a Gothic understanding, and 'Sister Found The Cure' happily sinks into the pit of humour, with ridiculously brilliant agile guitar and an overall buoyancy which must keep the crowds bouncing. This shows they've got great fluid motion but all over it there's superbly diverting ideas and in 'You're Doomed If You're A Clone' a narrow guitar darts out and nails its identity throughout the song. They also gives you a scrofulous bass and daft singalong chorus. Priceless!
'Let's Get Religious!' will remind the more eagle-eared among you of 'Gary Gilmore's Eyes', that same crunched-up rolling delivery as the song heats up. The curiously harmonious 'Death To You' jangles and tumbles in a jaunty manner, with some odd lyrics to confuse as you nod along idiotically. 'The Shadow Of Love' (yep, The Damned) purrs along with more fidgety, furtive guitar, the rhythm flooding seriously behind the urgent vocals. 'Phantom Cats' flies by even cooler, with a brisk upright flight and some deliriously hovering vocals and a terse punky backbone. 'Alice' (yup, The Sistuss) is busy, and scrabbling over some more fine guitar, but keeping things perky and tough.
'Praying Mantisss' is hectoring, whooping triumphant hardcore, followed by a peculiarly swoonsome bit of mushy that's sorrowful and steeped in the Americana pop. 'The Great Unknown' is bizarrely charming, like an unholy union between Roy Orbison, Connie Francis and…well, some cheeky punks.
A short album, with ten songs just under 35 minutes, but truly thrilling and great fun..
(Mick Mercer is a writer and photographer. His writings include "Gothic Rock", "Hex Files: The Goth Bible", "21st Century Goth", "The Gothic Rock Black Book" as well as numerous other publications.)
http://www.mickmercer.com/
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Evil Lucas - Phantom Cats
This is my personal review of PHANTOM CATS! I'm going to do it song by song.
I am a Nightmare: This is the perfect song to kick the album off. I love the drums on the intro to this song. Gets me fuckin PUMPED!! There's some cool ska-ish guitar going on in this song as well. The lyrics and the backups make me feel like I am in a nightmare. Not much else I can say about this song. It's bitchin!
Sister Found the Cure: Once again, the drums really speak to me in this one. Juan really is a great drummer! The bass feels a little repetitive at times, but overall a great song.
You're Doomed if You're a Clone: This is by far one of my favorite songs on the album. Definitely gotta hear it live again. I love studio work on this song. Kind of sounds like it's coming through an old radio. I also like the new keyboard you guys added! You've really spiced this song up for me.
Let's Get Religious: How could I not love this one? It's basically making fun of the laughable, yet scary, truth about 95% of america...And people for that matter. I would definitely love to hear this one live.
Death To You: Ah yes. I think you've already heard my input on this one from back when I was in AZ. The only thing about this that I don't like is that on the new mastered track I have a hard time hearing our bar conversations. And by conversations I really just mean "OW, MY BALLS!!"
The Shadow of Love: I believe Nick has heard an older review of this song from me. I've always loved "The Shadow of Love" by The Damned. But you guys breed new life into this song for me. The slow guitar in the beginning, getting faster and faster always gets me pumped. Another song I can't wait to hear live again. Probably one of my favorite songs you guys do!
Phantom Cats: I believe this is my FAVORITE song on the album. It just sounds so...different from most limit club songs. I mean you guys don't really play a set style or anything, but that song is just super different. I especially love the intro. The bass is pretty bitchin', and then the guitar starts up. It's just fucking awesome. I also like hearing who I believe is Joel doing some singing. Please, you guys HAVE to play this when you come to Oregon next! It's by far my favorite Limit Club song to date.
Alice: Gotta be honest, Alice is probably my least favorite song on the album. Not saying it's a bad one, but I feel like it just lacks in comparison to most of the others. Not much I can think about to say about this one.
Praying Mantisss: I love this one!! I remember hearing an instrumental song of this when you guys came to Portland. Hearing you guys record it in the studio was pretty great. For whatever reason this one always feels kind of Misfitsy to me. I'm curious what the lyrics mean, cause I can never really figure it out. Definitely a song I'd like to hear live...with the singing added of course!
The Great Unknown: Last, but certainly not least. This is probably my second favorite on the album. Comes right before Phantom Cats. It feels very country (the good kind). I know I sound like a broken record, but I'd for sure love to hear this live :)
As a whole I'd give the album an 8. It hasn't left my CD player since I got it!
(Evil Lucas is a freelance interviewer and writer for Screaming Skull)
www.myspace.com/screamingskullinterviews
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Grass Skirts and Pompadours: Scenes form the Psychobilly Luau
By Alexander Thompson
They say that the Cramps were the precursor to the psychobilly movement, so it only
seems right that the fifth annual Pyschobilly Luau music festival is held in the New
York City punks' former territory. This year's weekend-long festivities brought out
bands from around the world, including old-school punks The Klingonz from Ireland,
who dressed in whacky clown drag, and UK teddy boy rockers, Furious. Other acts
included Boston's Tex Railers Doomtown, as well as local favorites the Memphis
Morticians and The Arkhams. Brooklyn's newest band on the scene, The
Screaming Rebel Angels, fronted by lovely event producer Laura Rebel Angel, was
a refreshing new highlight. And a thumb's up to the young gentlemen in
Phoenix-based gothabilly band The Limit Club, who performed a fun version of
Bauhaus' "Kick in the Eye." German dj's Spy and Fussl kept the crowds
entertained, spinning incredible sets which included classic pyschobilly bands like
The Meteors and Batmobile. Check out my photos above from all of the pyscho fun.
(Published on Jul. 26, 2011 - Papermag.com)
Punk rock instigation at the Mill
Henchmen, Battle Scarred Saints, the Limit Club
The Mill
Aug. 3
by Paul Bowers
Certain things have to be present for a punk show to work. There is the music, of
course, and there is the venue, preferably a sticky concrete cave. But there also has
to be an instigator.
Wednesday night (Aug. 3) at the Mill, that instigator was Joel Candelaria, lead
vocalist for Battle Scarred Saints. Opening for two out-of-town bands, the Saints won
the crowd's hearts with working-class hardcore tunes that hearkened back to a time
when punk was scary and anything but commercially viable. Playing no instrument
save for a sandpaper throat, Candelaria was at once a feral and charismatic
presence, flexing like a tough guy and accepting hugs from tipsy patrons during
interludes. And when bandmate J.R. Tindal had finished his last furious bass run, and
the room had ceased to echo with the band's crass anthems, Candelaria stuck
around to stir things up.
Phoenix-based outfit the Limit Club took to the floor next, playing a young 'n' hungry
take on psychobilly, complete with upright bass and greased-back hairdos. And
while the music could stand on its own merits, the crowd might not have danced so
hard if not for the skanking, wrecking whirlwind that was Candelaria, whipping the
moshers into a frenzy like some punk rock cheerleader.
The band ate it all up and played with mounting ferocity. Drummer Juan Carlos
Larios bounced on his feet for the entire set as guitarist Nick Feratu and bassist
NickDave cranked out vocals that shifted from goth-rock baritone to screamo
screech at the drop of a hat. The scrappy-looking NickDave (who would not give his
last name) straddled the bass and thrummed it like a maniac when Feratu took to the
microphone to spit out a Gatling-gun lyrical burst.
The crowd started to thin around midnight, partway into the final act, Los
Angeles-based trio Henchmen. Their muscular, left-coast punk sound was rounded
out by upright bassist Steve Rejon's rumbling fretboard runs and vocalist-guitarist
Eric Razo's precise, needling solos. The group's strongest moments were their
extended instrumental onslaughts, including a warp-speed interpretation of classic
surf-rock riffs that earned grinning nods of approval. Unfortunately, the crowd had lost
its critical mass by that point, and the band showed signs of road fatigue for the first
half of its set. The mood was salvaged, though, with a faithful unearthing of
Motörhead's "Ace of Spades" that brought Razo to a fighting stance and rewarded
the barflies who'd stuck around with a flashback to the glory days.
(Published - Charleston City Paper - August 4, 2011)




The Limit Club: This Is Cutthroat Business (2011)
The gentlemen from Phoenix’s The Limit Club want you to swing through the
apocalypse. If you happen to have their 2011 release This is Cutthroat Business on
hand at the end of the world, you’ll probably want to follow their advice; the twelve
tracks on the new album will have you swinging, shaking, rocking, rolling, and
reeling into a psychobilly frenzy.
The album kicks off with the aptly named tune “Swing Through The Apocalypse.”
The track opens with a low electronic whine and beep, followed by the slow steady
beat of former Quakes drummer, Juan Carlos, mixed with chatter, throat clearings,
and electroscreech, then joined by the minor key wail of Nick Feratu’s guitar. After a
moment of chatter and a subtle cough, the steady thump of Nick David’s double
bass joins in and Nick Feratu starts to sing.
Now, back in the early days of The Limit Club, on the 2008 release, Phantom Cats,
Feratu sang “I’m just a music business man, entertaining and charming, too.” In the
few years since he recorded Death to You (one of the most humorous gothabilly
songs you’ll ever hear, by the way, and pleasantly morbid, as well), those words still
ring true, but now Feratu has honed his low-slung voice to a smooth, horror punk
perfection. Although Swing isn’t really a “swing,” you’ll find yourself swaying along
to the hypnotic, slightly psychedelic sounds that accompany the lyrics:
“Swing through the
Apocalypse
That’s the treatment I prescribe
Amongst the
reams of twisted metal
We’ll be shaking our fat jive
Get groovy as your
bones break
And your flesh melts from your hands
Pull the switch and
execute
For one last sacred dance”
Environmental politics meets psychobilly is probably an entirely new concept, but it
works. What works even better is the follow up number, “Shake.” The Limit Club
premiered their first video for this catchy number, and it’s well worth catching (click
thumbnail):
The title track, “Cutthroat Business”, makes me think of a more visceral version of
Rancid’s “Last One to Die”:
“Well I ain’t got time to sit around
While you wallow in a rut
I’m making
headlines and keeping dates
It looks like you’re getting cut
This is cutthroat business
The door was open, now it’s shut
This is cutthroat business
If you ain’t cuttin’ throats, then you get yours cut!”
I was thrilled to see TLC hit their punk side straight on with “I Hope You Hurt.” Juan
Carlos shows off his virtuoso drumming on this breakneck speed ode to revenge. I
think it might be my favorite song on the album, perhaps second to “Shake.”
Finally, many (many, many) bands cover Bauhaus. When I find a band that does it
well, I want to trumpet it to the sky. The Limit Club manages to make “Kick in The
Eye” their own. It’s great on the album, and even better live.
All of the tunes on “This is Cutthroat Business” will satisfy the most insatiable
psychobilly fan. My only wish is that the band would branch out a bit more and show
us more of their punk chops. These guys are really talented musicians, and they
stand out in a crowded psychobilly field. If they spread their wings a bit, perhaps
there would be no limits for The Limit Club
(Published August 2011 - DOOM! Magazine www.doom-magazine.com)
The Limit Club Release Video for "Shake"
By Niki D'Andrea
Valley rockabilly trio The Limit Club knows how to throw a party. For evidence, look
no further than the band's brand new video, for their song "Shake."
"Shake" is from The Limit Club's latest album, This Is Cutthroat Business, and the
video features the band -- vocalist and guitarist Nick Feratu, upright bassist Nicholas
David, and drummer Juan Carlos (who also plays with The Quakes) -- playing their
slick swing on the rooftop of the Clarendon Hotel, interspersed with scenes of
beautiful women holding martinis, black-and-white "morning after" snippets, and
blurry shots of someone running drunk through the streets. The party comes full circle
to the roof by the end of the video.
Check out the video for "Swing" [sic] (directed by Elijah Bustos at UCB Productions)
after the jump, and see The Limit Club live on Friday, July 8, at Ghost Lounge at
Hotel San Carlos.
(Published - PhoenixNewTimes.com June 27, 2011)
THE LIMIT CLUB
‘This is a Cutthroat Business’
(Phantom Cat)
8/10
Tainted modern rockabilly in the best possible taste.
The foundations of The Limit Club are that of modernised rockabilly, double bass,
guitar and drums, but much as the genre itself has done over the years they have
absorbed and embraced plenty of outside elements. The opening track meanders
into 60’s psych territory then boots straight into what really should be a live anthem
to bring each and every house they ever play again down in the shape of ‘Shake’, a
potential classic. Most tracks on the album are out and out great rocking songs with
subtle embellishments, these dip into a goth-punk Misfit mode/ 80s vibe before you
are back in super-catchy land without really noticing the join. This could be the
sound of a band at a crossroads not sure which musical direction to go into but I’m
of the opinion it’s one that excels in and can embrace them all and proving it with
panache.
Simon Nott
(Published September 2011 - Simon Nott - www.simonnott.co.uk)