February 26, 2016 @ 9:00 pm – February 27, 2016 @ 1:00 am
AS220 Main Stage
115 Empire Street
Doug Tuttle
“New Hampshire-native, hot-shit guitar-slinger Doug Tuttle returns with his second solo record It Calls On Me.
It Calls On Me shows Tuttle (ex-MMOSS) relaxing into his role as a memorable, and compelling songwriter, eager to showcase his storehouse of harmonies, dissonances, and delighting in the more fragile and intimate aspects of frayed-at-the-edges song-creation.  It Calls On Me feels more like a blissful letting go, rather than a giving in. Eschewing the jittery, love-lorn anxiety of his debut solo break through, the follow up presents a decidedly more dreamy journey through softer, sun-burnt landscapes, while still showcasing Tuttle’s trademark masterful guitar-work and his very own brand of impeccably-crafted, fractured psychedelic pop.”
“Across four LPs, Herbcraft’s trajectory has taken the form of an open-ended and perpetual trip, covering ground from Agartha’s pining bedroom odes to Ashram’s psychedelic living room services, to the full-band barn hoots of 2013’s The Astral Body Electric. On its fourth album, Wot Oz, the band undergoes another bold reinvention, shifting its locale to the Traummaschine A/B warehouse, where Matt Lajoie met with drummer Aaron Neveu and bassist/organist Joe Lindsey for the trio’s first-ever rehearsal in July 2013. Though intended simply as a rehearsal for a live gig, surveillance tape began rolling almost immediately, as the group’s chemistry imbued both abstract sound experiments and primitive rock- and blues-based numbers with the same heady waft of freewheeling possibility. 
Your needle touches down on a slice of this initial meeting: “Fit Ur-Head” lands at the feral, pummeling nexus of proto- and post-punk; a live-to-tape two-chord gob of lung-tar spat inches from a flea market snakeskin, while voices howl and wah guitar razes every inch of green. From this auspicious birth the album moves thru the after hours narco-haze of “Au’s Nation” to the Zamrock-inspired groove of “Push Thru The Veil”, with Neveu rolling off an endless stream of future-classic break-beats throughout. On the flip, “No More Doors” finds a sunbaked cassette of tabla-and-bass loops melting as the band abandons Earth for hallucinogenic oblivion, and the album’s closing 12-bar blues deconsecration “Bread Don’t Rise” spins a circular framework into a sweaty Fillmore dancefloor-filler strictly for the heads. Fittingly, this trip ends only when the tape falls off the reel.”
Germ House
“Germ House is the solo recording project of Justin Hubbard, formerly of Boston band Turpentine Brothers. Live the band is augmented by Hubbard’s wife & musical partner Tara McManus-Hubbard (Mr. Airplane Man / Turpentine Brothers), Zac Brines (ex-Turpentine Bros) & Joe Corluka (ex-Tampoffs) 
Their debut album, “Showing Symptoms” was mainly recorded by Hubbard himself at home in his ‘Three Fours’ studio and partially recorded by Resonars main-man Matt Rendon at his ‘Midtown Island ’ studio in Tucson, Arizona, with McManus on drums. The area‘s arid climate has undeniably left it’s sunbaked imprint on the album’s ten tunes. Hubbard’s already skewed sonic sensibility; a deranged amalgam of candidly direct & distinctive melodies drizzled atop ragged, lo-fi punk testimonials. One can practically hear the speaker wires fraying loose as Hubbard wails thru spit-caked, vitriolic tunes like the burning “ I Can’t Stand Neon” and “Over-Under” or murmurs amid the taut, restless melodies of mellower tunes “Cold & Uptight” and the future-anthem “40 to Stay”; whose casual delivery is upset by an ear-piercing guitar solo. Herein lies the uncomfortable duality of Germ House’s album – a fascinating suite of tunes that are balancing with equal measure both the melodic and discordant.”
Eric and the Nothing:
A Garage Rock/Doo-Wop Style band based out of Providence, Rhode Island. Fronted by Singer/Songwriter Eric Shane