American Flamewhip

File under: Dirty Ass ROCK and ROLL.with a slab of COUNTRIFRIED SOUL!!!



Hailing from the illustrious city of Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, AMERICAN FLAMEWHIP was formed in the fall of 2004 by J-Rod and MAMA after the dissolution of their former band the VaGiants.



AFW (or A.F. DUBBS) use their gargantuan powers of rock to produce pure, unadulterated ferociousness. Trashy and snarlin' streetwalkin' vocals, fiery high-voltage guitar eruptions, and uncontrollable drum savagery are what they are all about. Inspired by 60s garage, 70s arena rock and 80s metal, their hard-partyin', sin-inspired anthems are guaranteed to robustly stir your wildest sexual desires and feverishly fuel your unquenchable thirst for all things decadent and hedonistic in life.



REVIEW OF ACTIVATE (Uptown Magazine): American Flamewhip raves and howls its way through five short, sharp bursts of garage punkarockarolla on this EP-that-eats-like-a-meal - but it saves the best for last. Track 7 of this disc is a 40-minute live performance, recorded last March at UMFM, and it's a raw document of AF's primal sound and fury. Distorted guitars, chunky blues riffs, shimmering cymbals and the combination of J-Rod's sultry lead vocals and Mama Bauer's wailing backgrounds make for a slice of ragged rawk glory. The four studio tunes (track 1 is a brief intro, and 2 is a live version of We Were Never Friends, cut at the Albert) offer up a shinier version of the band, topped off by Mama's hysterical rendition of Ween's You Fucked Up.



REVIEW OF FINGERTIGHT (Winnipeg Free Press): The local supergroup featuring Joanne Rodriguez (VaGiants), Chris "Mama" Bauer (VaGiants, Perpetrators) and Damon Mitchell (New Meanies, Nathan) get down and dirty with a fierce collection of distorted garage rock and soul. Candyman is a sugar rush of slinky twisting blues; Darren, Gasoline and the title track use the metallic K.O. of the Stooges as touchstones; Hell For Sale and Show Me are raw primal stompers; and You're Not Around is a surprisingly sweet gospel-tinged lament. A supergroup that actually lives up to the super in its description.