News

New Full Length Studio Album, GO TO HELL, is out NOW!!!! 

The Roosters dove deep into the process of recording the next THR record, starting before the quarantine of 2020! THR once again worked with producer/engineer Ortish (along with Lunchbox Dave at Lunch Box Studios) and the album once again is proudly released on Zomie! Media Records. The new album, Go To Hell, was released on Friday the 13th, August, 2021. It is out now on all streaming platforms, and the official music video for Rattlesnake Eyes is on YouTube, so be sure to check it out now. Enjoy!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pu7PwjNWVio 

Gigs, Gigs, Gigs! 

 

Friday, March 4th -  Larry's Beach Club in Oceanside, CA (with Old Cross, The Thieves About).
Saturday,  April 16th -  Chappies in Hemet, CA (with 1 band TBA). 


Click that "Contact" link if you are interested in booking us! 

Small Town Trash EP . . . out now! (8/30/2019)

Our debut EP album, Small Town Trash, released on Zomie! Media Records, is out now on all online streaming platforms. Go to iTunes, Spotify, Pandora, etc. to find this album and listen often! In the mean time check out the official music video for our single, She Left Town . . . .
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=br7j1RCrUks 

Lyrics 

PUKING UP BLOOD
lyrics by Dylan Sam Jones 

I woke up in the desert under the hot California sun
I think I'll hop back on the 10 and head towards Highway 1 
Twenty Nine Palms was great, and I'm sure Big Sur will be too
I keep chasing my tail in circles trying to find my way back to you . . . 

So let's go, yeah let's go
Let's hit the road, because baby, that's rock n roll

Well them boys can't be stopped they're just like a Biblical flood
But Ozzzie's taking a nap in the van, and Colt is puking up blood
And that hippie sound guy covered in patchouli and sage
He couldn't fix the microphone that electrocuted me on stage
But if it's all the same I wouldn't change it if I could
We'll load up the van, and we'll hit the road just to do it again . . . 

So let's go, yeah let's go
Let's hit the road, because baby, that's rock n roll 

It was a dark and stormy day
That's when I heard the strange woman say
"Boy there ain't nothin' in the middle
'cept yellow lines and dead armadillos"

So let's go, yeah let's go
Let's hit the road, because baby, that's rock n roll 

Rattlesnake Eyes
Words by Dylan Sam Jones 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pu7PwjNWVio

I said, "Goddamn, whose that man that's looking at me?"
His rattlesnake eyes are locked on the prize for what feels like far too long.
And he's mumbling words, and he's saying prayers, 
and he's rubbing his fingers through his pomade hair,
and I know that man in the mirror, but he doesn't know me. 
I said I know that man in the mirror, but he doesn't know me. 

Baby, you don't know yourself, and you probably never will. 
You keep yourself in chains, you keep playing games, and run in circles all the same. 
And your rattlesnake eyes never go away! 
Goddamn. 

I said, "My friend, you're the man that's keeping you down."
Excuse after excuse has got you wearin' that same old frown. 
And you were born to lose, you've been singin' the blues, 
I heard this song before. 
You're a broken record, no harmony, spinning on repeat. 

You're a broken record, no harmony, spinning on repeat. 

Baby, you don't know yourself, and you probably never will. 
You keep yourself in chains, you keep playing games, and run in circles all the same. 
And your rattlesnake eyes never go away! 
Goddamn.