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Warm beers. Out-of-tune guitars. Cancelled shows. While lesser bands have crumbled under the weight of such colossal rock & roll bummers, Dirty Few has not weathered the storm but emerged victorious, leading an entire army of Denver dive-bar diehards into a rad utopia where the babes are hot, the PBR flows like wine and a little barf is nothing more than a sure sign you’re having a good night.
Born in Nashville and raised in the same Louisana swamp-country that brought us Red Lobster Cajun-fried shrimp, Bobby Boucher and 8-time National Monster Truck Meltdown champion Bone Crenshaw, twin brothers Seth and Spencer Stone moved to Denver in early 2010, bringing with them only the mopeds they rode in on and the few Twisted Teas they could carry. The boys soon hooked up with veteran bassist Justin Forrest and tambourine-slinging Cambodian smokeshow Kim Phat, and in a torrential thunderstorm of exploding tallboys and RealTree-clad eagles, Dirty Few was born.
Since their 2012 debut release “Get Loose, Have Fun”, the garage-rock-&-roll juggernaut has played with pretty much every awesome band in the world, from Andrew W.K., Ty Segall, FIDLAR and Natural Child to Wavves, The Men, Broncho and blah, blah, blah. Afer releasing their Set Em Free 7′ split w/ Rootbeer & Mermentau in September 2015 and muscling up their lineup with gunslingers Lisandro Gutierrez (bass) and Micah Morris (guitar), Dirty Few is more ready than ever to show up at your house party, beer-bong your mom, puke on your floor, and somehow leave you singing one of their ultra-catchy party anthems as you happily clean up the mess.