Corporal Joebot Twopointoh (guitar, vox)
Commander Angel Nova (guitar, vox)
Major Jimmy Boom (drums)
Captain Chreehos (double bass)
Professor Greg Arius (keys, Moog, arsenal)
Colonel Reehotch (black ops)
Cadet Orbit (world's handsomest space dog)
Influences
Devo, The Kinks, The EpoXies, Man or Astroman?, The Buzzcocks, The Cramps, The Briefs, Marty Robbins, One Man Army, The Reverend Horton Heat, Blondie, Elvis Costello, XTC versus Adam Ant, They Must Be Giants, Thee Merry Widows, The Teenage Harlets, The Stray Cats, Science and Honor.
Sounds Like
New wave, garage, rockabilly, punk rock, with a touch of surf for flavor (delicious)
The Phenomenauts are contacting you from the future. To make a long story
short, Professor Greg has been practicing his video gaming skills on the
Timewasterator. After beating the 1981 Capcom game "GALAGA", the screen
went black and then red and then black again. That's when we were sucked
into the Timewaisterator and transported into the future..... While in the
future we saw all of you at the shows listed below. You danced to the new
songs and all the Phenoma-gadgets worked, and since you brought all of your
friends, you were the toast of the planet. After the show you bought a
Phenomenauts T-Shirt with the new design, which landed you that high paying
modeling contract. Now that we have told you what the future holds, don't
mess around. Not going could create a time paradox, the result of which
could cause a chain reaction that would unravel the very fabric of the
space-time continuum and destroy the entire universe! Granted that's a worst
case scenario. The destruction might in fact be very localized, limited to
merely our own galaxy. The Future is in your hands....
For all the latest Phenomenauts Gear go to: www.interpunk.com
Science Quote of the Month: "When you're riding in a time machine way far into the future, don't stick your elbow out the window, or it'll turn into a fossil".-Jack Handey
Thank you for the RAD night when you were last in Chicago. RAD beyond words. I owe you beer. And talks of science. And my boy Francis was so inspired by you gents, he started writing space-age, scientific punk songs. I eagerly await your next voyage to Chicago!!
