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Riot Fest Presents:
FEAR with Giuda and War On Women
Sat, 10 Aug, 8:00 PM CDT
Doors open
7:00 PM CDT
Reggies Rock Club
2109 South State Street, Chicago, IL 60616
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Reggies Rock Club
Saturday, August 10th
7pm doors | 8pm show | $45adv/$50dos | 17+
Riot Fest Presents:
FEAR
with
Giuda and War On Women
Event Information
Age Limit
17+

Punk
FEAR
FEAR
Punk
Legends. Formed in 1978 in Los Angeles, they shaped not only the sound of Punk Rock, but defined the attitude and style which countless others mimic to this day. FEAR was the first punk rock band to grace national television in North America via Saturday Night Live on Halloween 1981, courtesy of John Belushi, leaving the studio set in shambles. FEAR remain on the permanently banned list from Saturday Night Live to this very day, and are ranked the number one musical performance in the show's robust history by Rolling Stone Magazine. Their first album has sold over 500,000 copies and is considered to be one of the top ten punk rock albums Of ALL TIME.

Punk
Giuda
Giuda
Punk
Giuda is a five-piece band from Rome, Italy, that play an air-punching mix of anthemic ‘70s rock hooks delivered with the brutal force of early UK punk, all interpreted in a contemporary and original way with relevance for today’s discerning listener.
The story of Giuda begins in 2007 and is inextricably connected with that of Rome’s seminal punk rock band Taxi. When Taxi’s career was cut short by the tragic passing of their drummer, singer Ntenda, lead guitarist Lorenzo and bassist (then drummer) Danilo regrouped as Giuda. The lineup is completed by guitarist Michele, adding a second layer of boogie sparks to the mix, and new drummer Alex, who recently replaced Daniele.
Fuelled by the sounds of bands like Slade, Glitter Band, Hector, Third World War and Slaughter & The Dogs, Giuda offer fresh, powerful rock and roll with attitude in spades.
Their debut album “Racey Roller”, famously described by Robin Wills (The Barracudas) as, “Cock Sparrer twinned with the Equals”, was graced with iconic cover art courtesy of French designer and glam fanatic
Tony CrazeeKid, and quickly became an underground sensation. Highly praised by publications as diverse as Mojo, The Guardian, Uncut, Rolling Stone, Vice (album of the year) and Maximum Rock’n’Roll, the album remains a true cult classic and an inspiration to the numerous hordes of bovver rockers currently following in Giuda’s wake.
From their debut album release up until the present day, the band has completed several European tours and five USA/North American tours, playing around 400 gigs in total, including triumphant appearances at many major festivals such as Rebellion (Blackpool, UK), PunkRock Bowling (Las Vegas, USA) and Hell Fest (France).

Punk
War On Women
War On Women
Punk
Baltimore’s War On Women were born screaming—at the world, at the status quo, in the face of oppression.
Riff-fueled manifestos are nothing new for War On Women. The co-ed feminist punk troupe has been tackling injustice one song at a time since their 2010 inception. Storming out the gate with teeth gnashing and spitting venom, War On Women’s self-titled 2015 debut crossbred riot grrrl ferocity with the nimble aggression of thrash. Hailed for their crystalline jabs at societal ills, War On Women prove that hardcore can incite change that ripples far beyond the parameters of the stage.
With hundreds of shows and years of activism behind them, Capture The Flag finds War On Women more dogged than ever. The band’s sophomore effort delves into injustices at both the macro and micro levels. Religious subjugation, gun violence, armchair activists, gender orgasm gap, female genital mutilation, the fetishization of motherhood, and toxic relationships—no breed of oppression defies War On Women’s purview. Recorded with J Robbins in Magpie Cage Recording Studio, Capture The Flag finds the band in their sonic wheelhouse, wedged somewhere between rebellious and rousing.
War On Women are neither a crew of young bucks nor a contagion of seasoned legends. They don’t fit neatly into metalloid machismo or hulking hardcore tropes. They have nothing to prove, and there’s nothing more delightfully dangerous than that.