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Take This: Win Two Tickets to Monolord at Teragram Ballroom
All the way from Sweden, we’ve got one of stoner doom’s greatest, loudest bands returning to Los Angeles to make the Teragram Ballroom vibrate with fuzzy, slow riffs for days. We’re giving away two tickets to see Monolord and want to see you there to lose your damn hearing. YOU CAN BUY TICKETS HERE or ENTER TO WIN 2 TICKETS TO BREAKBOT MARCH 27TH AT TERAGRAM BALLROOM Step 1- Join Our Newsletter (look for pop up every time you arrive at jankysmooth.com) Step 2 – Tag a Friend in the comment section of our INSTAGRAM or FACEBOOK BREAKBOT Ticket Giveaway Post WINNER WILL BE SELECTED ON MARCH 26TH AT 1PM PST VIA EMAIL CONFIRMATION

Take This: Win Two Tickets to Monolord at Teragram
Call it doom, call it stoner, or call it sludge, Monolord is one of Metal’s most brutal and crushing bands. When those walls of fuzz hit that Teragram sound system, mother fuckers are bound to come away with tinnitus. ENTER TO WIN 2 TICKETS TO MONOLORD NOVEMBER 27TH AT THE TERAGRAM BALLROOM Step 1- Join Our Newsletter (look for pop up every time you arrive at jankysmooth.com) Step 2 – Tag a Friend in the comment section of our INSTAGRAM, TWITTER, or FACEBOOK Monolord Ticket Giveaway Post WINNER WILL BE SELECTED ON NOVEMBER 26TH AT 11AM PST VIA EMAIL CONFIRMATION

Doom in Paradise: Psycho Smokeout at Catch One
Nearly two years ago Psycho Entertainment began teasing the return of Psycho California – the fest that ran its initial three years proving itself and building its reputation in Orange County before being taken away from us by Sin City. Despite the slight name change, the fresh presentation of the inaugural Psycho Smokeout lived up to the reputation of its predecessor with a streamlined experience and highly curated lineup of Psycho alumni and first timers alike. related content: Catch One Hell Of A Night With Integrity And Pageninetynine Presented By Psycho Entertainment With a lineup filled with Janky favorites it’s hard to decide where to begin. The stacked scheduling fueled a rush through the maze-like floorplan of Union granting access to rooms and passageways I’d never even known existed. Each twist and turn through black painted halls seemed to bring me to another section of the club where something insane was happening: three separate rooms with live music (one of which included pole dancers), a smaller room with burlesque shows, live glass blowing outside, walls of merch, and a corner devoted to Painkiller Kim DJing next to an (unfortunately out of order) Icee machine. (Apparently the Icee guy never arrived