“Hot Damn scandal performs music that seems to be carved out of the broken heart of the American dream… you feel like you have heard these songs all your life. These are your favorite boots, your lucky hat, your Saturday night shirt, Your old dog that disappeared after the rain” – Scott Casey
“It’s as if Django Reinhardt himself is sitting in with them, in spirit and sound” – Anna Rankin with What’s up Magazine
“The songs are a mix of raucous minor key rockers and arrestingly tender ballads.” – Robert Sarazin Blake
“Verily I say unto you… [hot] damned [scandal]… is… great” – Jesus Christ
“This… group… is… just [tits]” – Ronald Reagan
Hot Damn Scandal finds its songs under park benches and in forgotten alleyways. The resulting outlaw ballads, dirty jazz, circus freakouts, shanty-rags, string band funk, lonesome heart-breakers, and whiskey bottle love songs blend together in a sweet song syrup somewhere between a ramble and a roar. Sometimes called ‘Northwest Devil Swing’, Hot Damn Scandal pulls no punches and and puts thunder in your molasses.
Hot Damn Scandal started as an attempt to create a more tolerable ratio of drum circles to folk music at the Rainbow Gathering in Wyoming during the summer of 2008. Armed with the regrettable moniker “Gypsy Shit” Stinky Pete Irving and the band’s co-founder Jesse Carlson played a few tunes with a few other musicians, and split ways. Two months later, on August 30th, Jesse showed up with a van full of musicians and abducted Pete for his 19th birthday. After roaming the Northeastern United States for a few more months the band settled on the current name, shifted around the musical line-up a few times, and set out to the south to eventually record an album. Since those early days of sleeping under bridges and in vans, drinking too much (just enough?), and finding a way into every dingy bar in the country the band has gone through quite a lot. Pete has been the only constant member so far (and even that’s debatable), joined for a while by his then wife Charlie Baby, sometimes taking up short residence in places like (but not limited to) Massachusets, Alabama, Georgia, Maine, and California. He’s since found his way to Bellingham Washington where he met the excellent performers who comprise the line up you see on stage today. The band has evolved from heartfelt words, big dreams, and bad habits to a couple-few bonuine, genafide mujicians proudly calling Cascadia their home.