MODEY LEMON are burning layer of brutal rock napalm spread on a slice of rhythm and blues, served without a knife or a fork. A working class, Telecaster assault marching in lock step to unchained, KEITH MOON chaos. PHIL BOYD hammering his guitar into a tight boogie, sending JIMMY PAGE riffs plunging into bottomless a bottomless, b-movie abyss, all the while, PAUL QUATTRONE laying waste to his drums. A hydrogen bomb set to a beat.

PITTSBURGH was the probably the only place to start. Boyd and Quattrone are as hard working and unaffected as they come. Both attended the University of Pittsburgh, but used the time to make plans and establish connections. No use for a degree that can’t deliver the future you want, and BOYD and QUATTRONE wanted to be in a band. Hungry and desperate in the summer of 1999, they set up camp on a Strip District sidewalk and played the blues in front of a closed fruit stand. There were moldy lemons on the ground. BOYD and QUATTRONE faked British accents. The rest is history.

WORD HIT the following summer that MODEY LEMON were the best band in town. Early shows were the stuff of legends, BOYD behaving like an animal, QUATTRONE hurling himself through doors he found in his basement. Tough bars like the 31st STREET PUB and GOOSKI’S became hubs for a punishing, back-to-basics music scene with MODEY LEMON at its core. When the Iron City Beer-fueled throngs couldn’t get enough live, the boys unleashed the "YOU BUG ME" single. A tour with Pittsburgh punks ANTI-FLAG brought the mayhem to the masses. It was only the beginning.