Hard to believe, but the Fleshtones one of the best practitioners of “a genre that we invented ourselves,” according to frontman Peter Zaremba have been at it for more than three decades, wreaking musical havoc on stages the world over.
It’s a sound that mashes cheesy-organ garage, punk and R&B in a tumbling frat party of hooky near-anarchy that more than occasionally overtakes the audience.
The Fleshtones bring their well-traveled act to a legendary punk pit, Long Branch’s Brighton Bar, Saturday night, topping a bill that also features the Bangs and the Brimstones.
Full details only in today’s edition of Red Bank oRBIt, daddy-o.
And tomorrow in oRBit: An old Kink in Asbury, and some new wrinkles on the Christmas template all around the Orb.