IMPERIAL CROWNS
blues/rock -USA
The
Band
Jimmie Wood:voice, guitar & harp
J.J. Holiday: electric guitar
John Avila: electric bass
Billy Sullivan: drums
New
CD: "Hymn Book"
Next tour: 2005 Spring/Summer
Exclusive
Tour Management
Ascoli
Piceno Italy
This is what
it is!
If you're a man, The Imperial Crowns music makes ya wanna git out on the hard streets and preach the Holy Gospel. Then make it to your best friend's house while he's away on his job, and make love to his girlfriend. By the time he drags his weary ass home, his girl, his mama and you are sittin' around the kitchen table with a bucket of Popeye's. You look up at him without batting an eye and say "Have some chicken, bruh."
If you're a woman, The Imperial Crowns music makes ya wanna slam on your breaks, walk back into that office you been bustin' your ass in for the last nine and a half hours, and tell the boss's son who gave you that "relaxing neck rub," "If ya put your fuckin' hands on me one more time, I'll kick your damn ass all the way to Cleveland and back." Then jump in your car, drive to Tijuana and have your interior tuck n' rolled, pull up to your boyfriend's pad Sunday morning, honk the horn 'til he comes out and tell him, "We're havin' church in the car, baby!”
Well, be you woman or be you man, the music of The Imperial Crowns is gonna make you wanna do SOMETHING! Most likely you won't rob a liquor store after hearing (and hopefully witnessing) these hard working souls, but you SHALL be left with an impression that's gonna stay with ya for a good long time.
These days, there are those who feel The Blues should be kept "pure.” Locked in a museum, and never tampered with. Well, The Imperial Crowns say KISS MY ASS to that! Preachin' the blues everywhere they go, pimpin' the blues like a lowdown 'ho!!!
Now you know what it is!
If you're a man, The Imperial Crowns music makes ya wanna git out on the hard streets and preach the Holy Gospel. Then make it to your best friend's house while he's away on his job, and make love to his girlfriend. By the time he drags his weary ass home, his girl, his mama and you are sittin' around the kitchen table with a bucket of Popeye's. You look up at him without batting an eye and say "Have some chicken, bruh."
If you're a woman, The Imperial Crowns music makes ya wanna slam on your breaks, walk back into that office you been bustin' your ass in for the last nine and a half hours, and tell the boss's son who gave you that "relaxing neck rub," "If ya put your fuckin' hands on me one more time, I'll kick your damn ass all the way to Cleveland and back." Then jump in your car, drive to Tijuana and have your interior tuck n' rolled, pull up to your boyfriend's pad Sunday morning, honk the horn 'til he comes out and tell him, "We're havin' church in the car, baby!”
Well, be you woman or be you man, the music of The Imperial Crowns is gonna make you wanna do SOMETHING! Most likely you won't rob a liquor store after hearing (and hopefully witnessing) these hard working souls, but you SHALL be left with an impression that's gonna stay with ya for a good long time.
These days, there are those who feel The Blues should be kept "pure.” Locked in a museum, and never tampered with. Well, The Imperial Crowns say KISS MY ASS to that! Preachin' the blues everywhere they go, pimpin' the blues like a lowdown 'ho!!!
Now you know what it is!