Born in a backyard in rural Washington in 1996, JonnyX and the Groadies is a Northwest institution, a grinding powerhouse of synthesizers, strobe lights, machine-drum-robots, lasers and shredding guitars. With over two decades under their latex, pyrotechnically-shredded belts, JX:ATG have expanded their empire with their new album Liquid Crystal Despair.
Constantly active since the 90s, JonnyX and the Groadies have performed all over the US in basements, bowling alleys, living rooms, galleries, rec centers, skate parks, elementary schools, boxing rings, gazebos and one bus. Their annual 4th of July anniversary show is the stuff of legend -- just ask any of JonnyX and the Groadies' friends and show-mates: XBXRX, Thrones, The Locust, Japanther, YACHT, the Gossip, Xiu Xiu, or Mika Miko.
With half of the band holding electrical engineering degrees, the Groadies -- as they're often called by initiates -- bring a show of unparalleled madness, with a custom MIDI controlled light show system prompting strobes, lasers, fog machines, and black lights in time to their particular brand of sonic assault.
The Upheaval on Titan follows a litany of 7" and 12" records, tapes, CDs, comps and splits both self-released and under the umbrellas of Omnibus Records, Fale Safe Records and Wantage Records. JX:ATG have also been repeatedly compiled on the scene-defining PDX Pop Now CD compilations.
JonnyX - vocals/synthesizers
Travis - guitars/programming/electronics
invisibletouch - basses/guitar/synthesizers
Professor Romagna - synthesizers
"It would be easy to dismiss Jonny X and the Groadies as an elaborate gimmick, if they weren't one of the most impressive live bands in the world". - Owen Ashworth - Advance Base
Graven in torment, in sin, in the lightning-wreathed mountain hellscapes of the Inner Soul, in the wine-dark void of Utmost Space, in blood-ink, in night-terror, in all the tomes which are bound in squidskin and the hides of bats, graven on eyes which long to forget what they’ve seen, in the whine of small machines and the cries of rent and mutilated things, in the symphony of shattering planets and the dark fire of annihilated suns, thus are the forms of JonnyX and the Groadies:
JonnyX himself, a man ripped from the womb of a kinder world. In his fiery passage across the skies he has seen things—things that would tear the sanity out of your mind—and indeed it is for you that he suffers. He is a flayed nerve, a de-lidded eye: in his howls are all our terrors echoed.
INVISIBLETOUCH, who in some tongues is called the Bright-Painted Void. The Groadies perform in darkness, and thus you will see his eldritch form only in flickering half-light, only in glimpses at the periphery of your half-believing vision. This is well.
Travis, slim and dark like a blasphemous thread in the tapestry of existence. His ways are obscure; his words are few. His evil pulses in the blood-thick air.
Professor Romagna, whom they laughed out of the Western Ostvald Philological Debating-Society—whom they called insane when he presented his dissertation before the so-called sages of this deluded madhouse they call the world—insane? When every night a thousand diodes blink at his whim? When electric flame traces silicon paths, and the song of the Device is his, his to conjure?
- Matthew Mitchell, Oct. 2006.
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