Tough as nails, pointed, and with a gritty, hands-on technical know-how that spans the breadth of street technology, Rochester’s own Rust Belt Hotrods would be a force to be reckoned with in a post-apocalyptic world.
The tightly wound Andy Smash burns brightly at the front of the stage. Charismatic drummer Mark Y. Miller blooms with a giddy, explosive energy all his own. Amie Alscheff holds the ground between, modulating the chaos with her driving basswork.
Andy’s four-year hitch in a Philadelphia seminary laid the groundwork for the seamless blend of theology, gears’n’grease, social action and hard-driven punk rock that has become the hallmark for the band. We rock interlinear, with roots that deeply clutch the oily soil behind any number of garages and speed shops.
If it ain’t motorcycles it’s Mopars, and if it ain’t Mopars its tube amps, ugly drums, and pounding bass. This is a band that knows how to haul ass, kick ass, and might just get your ass saved to boot. We’ll change your oil and rock your house, hit-and-run artists with a torque wrench in either hand and an eye on the far horizon. DIY, baby. DIY. We’re here for you.