Physical proof that there is a god.

Last night I went to the Engine Room to see Sahara Hotnights. They fucking rock. They rock harder than any other band I've seen in the last two years. And they are four hot Swedish women. Who rock. Hard. Man, I want to go out and burn something down. The show was simply forty minutes of utterly intense, brain-shattering rock.

I fell in love with the band back when I heard their first US album, Jennie Bomb, which was released on Jetset Records. I could never find their Swedish release, and their last tour through the United States back in the spring only took them to Austin and not to Houston. Thankfully, this time they came to Houston. They kicked so much ass, it's hard to describe. Take my word - if you get a chance to see them the next time they tour through the U.S., you better go. This is a show not to be missed. I fully expect that in a few years, they'll be playing arenas, and not tiny clubs. Catch them in a more personal setting while you can...