IF YOU WANT TO GET PEOPLE OFF THEIR PHONES THEN YOU GOTTA PUT ON A SHOW WORTH LOOKING AT


 

That's been The Hell Yeah Babies motto since show number one.

The Hell Yeah Babies are a big movie theater soda that you poured a pint of whiskey into and brought into a midnight showing of Mad Max: They're loud, they're fun, they're smarter than they look. Or sound. Or act. They're a four piece Rock 'n Roll band from Astoria, New York with that garage-glam power-pop thing that you like. All the glue-sniffing growl of The Exploding Hearts wearing suits that Elvis Costello threw out.

Glam rock svengali Mike Pfeiffer (vocals and guitar) and cheetah-print punk Julian Ames (drums), tricked pop polymath Dylan Roth(vocals and bass) into moving to New York and starting a band with them. Unrelenting, they wrapped their tentacles around Maryland Indie rock ringer Sam Paxton (vocals and guitar) of Ghost Hotel and dragged him northward to make that classic recipe rock and roll that audiences are calling "Way better than I expected."

And if you want to see a show worth looking at, say Hell Yeah Baby.

 
When are you going to quit doing that rock and use that talent the way god meant you to?
— The downstairs sound engineer at the Pyramid Club

The Babies