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The Bubs

Hey Bub!

“I am screaming at the punk show,
Pickled in fire, Smiling like a brave child.”

The Bubs are a 10-piece jumpsuit-clad collective of artists, musicians + friends in Burlington, Vermont who serve up white-hot punk/garage rock. Since 2018 they have been sweeping everyone off their feet with catchy songs, fiery + contagious energy and sweaty, unbridled live shows. Their music is ferocious + tender, a crooked vessel for pain, nostalgia, empowerment and vindication. They are “trash kittens,” adorable, broken, incomplete, dirty.

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To see them perform is to witness a teetering tower of energy, careening around like a bike with no brakes, smiling through holes in their teeth, spitting out light like a broken star. Their music is sweet + powerful + profane + hopeless. The band has become a true family, built on a scaffold of love and mutual support. They take really good care of each other and of their community, and give audiences + one another the freedom to experience rock-n-roll catharsis. They try too hard, they lose their voices, they break their stuff, they scream in your face, and next thing you know you’ll be screaming along with them.

“Composed of a tight-knit group of friends, the massive garage-punk outfit has the energy of a kindergarten class that just consumed its weight in sugar. Visually striking and aesthetically pleasing, its members sport matching white jumpsuits, further adding to a sense of team spirit. A little bit messy and a whole lot adorable, the band’s music pairs rousing, shout-along choruses with brutally honest lyrics.”

— Seven Days