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JTM presents: A Farewell to OUR House

Jet Trails Media Presents!

The Camel || Saturday, January 28, 2017 || Doors @ 8:00PM || Music @ 9:00 || 
All Ages || $7 Advance / $10 Day of Show

Say farewell to OUR House one last time (for now). Each band includes members that have contributed in some way to making one of Richmond's greatest house show spaces possible.

Proceeds will be donated to Rag and Bones Bicycle CO-OP.
Rag and Bones is a do it yourself community workshop in Scott's Addition. Their mission is to offer a safe learning environment for everyone, especially those who need to fix their bikes and can't afford standard bike shop rates. 
https://ragandbonesrva.org/


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TOXIC MOXIE https://toxicmoxie.bandcamp.com/

Tearing their way up and down the east coast in their rusty blue conversion van, Richmond heartthrobs Toxic Moxie have been winning over diverse audiences of punx, hippies, EDM kids and everyone in between with their instantly accessible brand of Dirty Disco Punk. Whether they are falling asleep face down on your carpet or pressuring you to finish your bottle of whiskey, it’s always a party. But take a moment to reflect on the substance found on their three EP series, and one finds a much deeper well of inspiration that draws from progressive politics and social issues in a context larger than the houses, bars, and clubs that they turn into delirious sweat orgies.

IMAGINARY SONS https://imaginarysons.bandcamp.com/

Imaginary Sons is a power trio. Three members. You know what else has three things? A triangle. Illuminati confirmed.

HEADLESSMANTIS http://www.headlessmantis.com/

So slime. Rock n roll. Punk junk. Share with yo frands so HEADLESSMANTIS can get every booty grooving.

ASHES https://www.facebook.com/ashesrva/

One of Richmond's most raw up-and-coming bands. Andrew Harrison fronts this project with his emotionally striking vocals and socially charged lyrics. Heavy synthesizers creep up from the floor boards and shatter into self-reflective pieces of mirror that slice into your face like a dull and rusted razor blade leaving you bloodied and confused but screaming for more.