SCREAMING FEMALESNew Brunswick, NJ

Screaming Females European Tour!

So stoked on this lineup.

We’re going to be on the cover of NEW NOISE Magazine.  Photo by Farrah Skeiky <3 and doodling by Marissa.  

We’re ready 2 rock 4 u with our friends STREET EATERS!

There's musicianship, then there's proficiency to the point of frustration — the thought that you will never be as good at anything as Screaming Females' Marissa Paternoster is at playing her guitar. The New Brunswick garage-punk favorites' leading wailer all but burned Convention Hall to the ground with her frenzied solos Friday, her tiny hands whirling around the frets. Most breaks were welcomed by a deep, quivering scream, that beckoned both Patti Smith or Edith Piaf, and as the trio plowed through tunes off their 2015 LP "Rose Mountain" it was obvious — after 10 hours in a cold, cavernous venue, the headliner and Don Giovanni darling was entirely worth the wait.

"Mike and I are loud as fuck. We are a very loud band." - Marissa

Hello!

We are very excited to announce that we are going to embark on a national FALL TOUR with MOOR MOTHER (PA) and GAUCHE (DC).  

See you soon west coast!

For tickets and more information click HERE.

New Jersey's Screaming Females have finally made it to Australia, and the Sydney crowd that greeted them was rapt. At times it was hard to even see the stage through the masses of people, eagerly trying to see how the band's incredible sound was being created. Screaming Females specialise in giant hooks and world-conquering vocals, which soon evolve into transcendent guitar jams. By about three songs into the set, it felt like they were going to tear the roof off the place. Criminal Image led to one such dazzling jam-out that lasted several minutes. The crowd were whipped into a frenzy as the guitars swirled in grimy crescendo, limbs and instruments flying across the stage. Helpless began softly with sustained clean guitar, highlighting singer/guitarist Marissa Paternoster's distinctive vocals, while gradually chugging along and building into its iconic chorus.

Paternoster, ending the set with Boyfriend, stage-dived into the crowd, with her guitar, microphone and stand passed along with her. Her instrument rang out and fed back as she screamed its closing lyric, "While you sit on the fence, I will burn in hell."