Pissed Jeans newsletter July 2025

Shows and songs other thangs

Salutations, extended Pissed Jeans Universe! Matt (the lead singer of the Jeans) here to say what’s up and let you know about some of the recent happenings in our little corner of Pennsylvania (as far north as Allentown and as far south as Philadelphia with a quick stop in Doylestown in-between).

We last communicated via this newsletter in March, mostly to spread the word of our then-upcoming Midwestern and High Vis shows. Sadly the High Vis shows were cancelled (though, if we all wish hard enough, who knows what the rest of the year might hold…), but Milwaukee and Minneapolis absolutely rocked extremely hard. In Milwaukee, Murphy’s Law were playing with none other than TOTAL CHAOS across the street somehow (I’m telling you, this is my kinda town!), and Randy was in the same well-stocked bodega as Jimmy Gestapo earlier in the afternoon and purposely bought the same flavor of designer ice cream as the legendary Murphy’s Law singer. I heard it was delicious. We also slept above the venue (the immaculate Cactus Club) in adorable bunk beds and miraculously none of us got injured. Look at this image of the fun you missed (and sorry to whoever took the pic - I dug around on Instagram to provide the proper credit but came up short).

Looking to the future, we are maintaining our opposite-of-relentless touring regimen with a bunch more shows, some of which I unfortunately can’t share yet (let me just say I think we’re gonna have a busy October!). In just a few weeks, we’ll be headed back to the UK for our HISTORIC NINTH time and we simply cannot wait. Check it out:

I heard Birmingham hasn’t had any big rock shows lately, so ours should do nicely. We loved playing Gorilla (and more generally, Manchester) last year, so that will surely be a treat. And Brighton? Where all the coolest freaks hang out AND they have a dangerous-looking beach?? After a beautiful festival performance in beautiful Wales??? This was meant to be.

Speaking of meant to be (and in case you missed it), I recently contributed vocals to a tune by the Irish punk group Problem Patterns called “Sad Old Woman”, and they’re playing with us in Brighton! We became pals because they made bootleg Pissed Jeans shirts and wore them right in our faces, and now there’s a good chance I might stage-dive for the first time in thirty years while they play. Direct ticket sales can be found at this handy link, which I urge you to purchase in bulk. Speaking of shirts, we’re probably gonna have a new design on hand, and we also made these Headache Records rips, which I think are sold out anywhere besides the cardboard box we haul to gigs within driving distance. I dunno, I like it.

To briefly shift the conversation from merchandise to music, it feels worth noting that Pissed Jeans recently released a cover of the Lou Reed song “Waves Of Fear” on all the typical soul-sucking streaming services. Go listen if you’d like! It was also released in a limited quantity as a flexi-disc with New Noise magazine last year, which is fun, and you can currently scoop on the secondary market for twelve bucks (or more) if you really want to impress us.

And there are more shows! We’ll be headed to our less-terrible upstairs neighbor Canada in October, playing Vancouver for the first time in at least a decade and Victoria for the first time ever. There are so many towns and cities out there, and until our knees give out, we intend to eventually rock them all. Check out the flyer above for info; the ticket link was already posted two paragraphs above and I can’t do ALL the work for you. I appreciate that whoever designed this image added a chain and a knife to our logo to help keep us relevant with the kids who like that sort of imagery.

And lastly but of particular importance, our beloved Randy (he plays bass in Pissed Jeans (because it was the only instrument we still needed someone to play)) has released a solo cassette of exquisite guitar and vocal accompaniment entitled Torched & Coasting under the name on his medical weed ID, Randall Huth. In case you aren’t familiar with Randy’s history, he played guitar and sang for the incredible power trio Pearls & Brass (which I ORIGINALLY sang for and was kicked out of, but that’s another story), and released a solo album as Randall of Nazareth which absolutely stuns and slays, both on the formidable Drag City label. Anyway, this tape is entirely his own doing, recent recordings that I implore you to peep. We went to high school together (Brad and Randy even go farther back: elementary school!), and I shit you not, our teenaged sons are now covertly making beats and raps together. The cat’s in the goddamn cradle over here, right there with the silver spoons.

That’s enough for now, though feel free to continue surveilling our Instagram page for up-to-the-minute news. Bye!