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PHOTOS & REVIEW: THE BACKYARD BUNKHOUSE BBQ BRAWL & ROCK N' WRESTLING RAGER, SISTERS AND BROTHERS BAR, SEATTLE, WA. 7/15/17 (NSFW)

(I couldn't be more proud and excited to have worked on this post with none other than my oldest son, Evan Spellman -- he did the explosive write-up and I took the photos! Thank you, Evan! Workplace readers and sensitive souls {like me}, please note: a few of the images near the end of the post are very graphic and display some pretty shocking and gory stuff... and also there is quite a large fake phallus being tossed about indiscriminately. PS. Everyone is A-OK now, so don't worry! -- Marianne)


The Backyard Bunkhouse BBQ Brawl & Rock n’ Wrestling Rager turned Sisters & Brothers Bar into Lovers & Fighters last Saturday with electrifying performances and devastating dropkicks. One full year in the making, rock n' roll World Champions Stallion hosted the event, uniting punk rock and wrestling for an unforgettable day of champ-class, top-flight entertainment, powered by the good folks at Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, and ending in a wild, end-times battle that Seattle will not soon, if ever, forget.



The rager got rolling just as fast as the brews when Bad Saint stepped into the 12'-high steel stage-cage and kicked off the festivities. Harmonizing vocals, blazing keyboard action, chord-driven punk rock, and a strange yet fascinating hatred of the Eastside suburb of Issaquah filled the air – peculiarly and perfectly complimentary to the hot dogs and hot weather that came with it.

(Click on the photos to enlarge, and click on the Flickr set links to see more!)


Bad Saint, The Backyard Bunkhouse Bbq Brawl and Rock n'Wrestling Rager, Sisters and Brothers, Seattle, WA. 7/15/17 Flickr set link











No sooner did the band exit from the cage when the infamous Chango Bronson showed up with trainer and legendary wrestler Kevin “The Taskmaster” Sullivan. His bad attitude and piercing gaze sent shockwaves through the crowd as chants from supporters and dissenters alike could be heard over the sound of the planes overhead landing at Boeing Field across the way.

The Northwest Alliance had a show of force as fans flocked to the ring and were met by the Mercenary Response Team. The Psychotic One and Tank Tyson scoured the Georgetown grounds, shaking hands, kissing (21+) babies, and displaying their SCW Tag Team Championship belts, letting everyone know what time it really was.





As Seattle's own hard-rock heroes Donzis walked past the ring, clad in their finest Miami-wear, Chango shot them a look as he walked by. Villainous. Chilling. To lesser men? Demoralizing. But Donzis, unfazed by the intimidation tactics, took the cage and delivered blisteringly fast riff-driven-rock that made even the strongest among us buckle to our knees and rethink if 2 beers were enough. The Iceman’s high-pitched wails shook the windows of cars passing by and caused fans to toss whatever they could at the cage in a half-rage-, half-reverence-filled show of emotion.

Donzis, The Backyard Bunkhouse Bbq Brawl and Rock n'Wrestling Rager, Sisters and Brothers, Seattle, WA. 7/15/17 Flickr set link










Stallion frontman and champion deluxe Luscious Luke delivered a stern finger and even sterner words as Donzis delivered their last face-melting anthem, brushing past the carrion-masked mystery men of Future Shock as they traded spots in the cage.


Not long after the duo finished their first song, an enigmatic R&B ballad laced with intricate synths and popping techno beats, a grim reality was faced. The future, being far too shocking, caused an electrical disturbance that disqualified the men from continuing their sure-to-be awe-inspiring set.

Future Shock, The Backyard Bunkhouse BBQ Brawl and Rock n'Wrestling Rager, Sisters and Brothers, Seattle, WA. 7/15/17 Flickr set link



With Pabst overflowing in the gut of every brother & sister, the MC took to the cage and beckoned any brave belcher to prove their worth and let the world hear their power. Five contestants took the stage but after the attempts it was clear that two reigned supreme over all others. Mr. Drink Wisconsinbly (right on, eh - Ed.) and Ms. No Tolerance For Rape Culture (definitely so right on - Ed.) moved on to the much-anticipated belching championships later that night.


Belching Contest, The Backyard Bunkhouse BBQ Brawl and Rockn' Wrestling Rager, Sisters and Brothers, Seattle, WA. 7/15/17 Flickr set link














As the burping beauties left the cage, the illustrious Hot Hands Mendoza took to the ring, embracing the crowd and heating up the former Sisters and Brothers parking lot by way of his hot-pink flame spandex and fiery attitude. The crowd beckoned the challenger to show his face as the current NWA Rock & Roll Champs Stallion dragged the beastly Frankenhess to the ring by his steel chains. Nothing was said by the champs, but the act alone told everyone that if they could handle this monster, they could handle anyone coming for their belt.



As Frankenhess played to the crowd, the announcers took to the heavens in the Skytron 2000, a cherry picker that was decommissioned after being ruled too dangerous to assist in getting any more cats out of trees.



In mere seconds after the bell rang, we could see that Stallion were not the only ones who could handle Frankenhess. Hot Hands Mendoza laid the palm of justice all over Frankenhess from beginning to end. Delivering shoulders into the solar plexus, leg drops to the chest, and bouncing the goblin-faced goon from rope-to-rope, Mendoza made easy work of his opponent and took home the first win of the evening.

Just as a bloodied and beaten Frankenhess was carried off, the Mercenary Response Team took to the ring to smack talk incumbent champion Chango Bronson. “I’ve got your fight right here,” bellowed The Psychotic One, which was met with a look of disgust from Bronson and a claim that he had real fights to take on, instead of the chump change that was being laid out in front of him. Despite the clamoring back and forth between the two, what had to be focused upon was the lauded double bull rope match between the MRT and their challengers, Asis No Warranty and a man who could only be known as the emaciated Darth Vader.

The men were linked to their competitors by bull ropes as thick as the tension in the air. But not moments after the ref stepped in the ring, who shared an eerily similar resemblance to famed wrestler Paul Cerberus, the challengers rocked the MRT with some cheap shots. It was clear the much undersized Asis and Darth were going to have to pull off all the cheap shots in the book to take on Tank and Psychotic One. The ref, unable to give a shit, let the MRT be thrown outside of the ring over and over. Barricades remained useless as the men plunged into the crowd and it looked like the champs would need a medical response team themselves.


Despite the close battle, the Mercenary Response Team showed why they were the champs and took action against the skeleton that was Mr. Vader. He was thrown all around the ring like a rag doll and ended up being the primary cause of loss. Asis No Warranty, a close friend of Chango Bronson, was incensed, as was the crowd.








As the reigning champs exited the stage, Bronson came to dispose of the long-haired semi-corpse. Boos reigned down as Chango taunted the wrestler, the announcers, the crowd, and one fan in particular whom he pushed over a hay bale as he made his way off.





Soon after the bearded fan made his way back to his feet, the undercard match between Ian Bear and Paul Cerberus got underway as both men clawed their way into the ring and started to brawl. An anticipated match in a best of five, Cerberus was up two sets to none and sought to put the Bear into hibernation. A good old-fashioned slobber knocker saw both men being thrown from corner to corner, posts shuddering at the force. Shoulders, knees, elbows, even an ass or two was levied upon the enemy with the force of freight train.


Ultimately, Ian Bear tossed Cerberus to the mat like a fine fat Pacific Northwest salmon and pinned him down under his paws, securing the win and a surprise invitation to join the Mercenary Response Team. Accepting the offer, the newly-formed trio exited the stage as cheers and beers rained down.







With even more PBR in them, our two contenders for the belching contest championship made their way back into the cage and got ready to unleash their gaseous gall upon the citizens of Seattle. With a rib cage the size of a hundred-year-old tree trunk, the first challenger took the microphone and let out a formidable rumble. However, this couldn’t compare to the seemingly-endless sonic boom that was levied by the lady in white as she shook the bleachers with a belch that could best be described as thunderous. The crowd offered an equally-loud roar of applause and congratulations.








While one champion exited the cage, a few cocky hopefuls made a strutting, swaggering entrance. Pink Parts, led by the Ray-Ban-clad, caped, and surly vocalist Nicki, filed into the cage as bassist Denise gave Stallion a crystal-clear message: “Is Luscious Luke around here? 'Cause we’re gonna grab you by your golden locks and ride you like a carnival ride, motherfucka!” 

With that, it was on. Pink Parts delivered what was up to this point the most galvanizing performance of the night. Belting out insults and fighting words that were only outdone by the notes Nicki powered off, the entire crowd made its way to the cage; grabbing it, throwing things at it, even The Iceman of Donzis climbed the cage to feel the power.

Denise attempted to deliver blow after blow to the egos of Stallion, calling out Mr. Dynamite in the rudest of fashions after each song. The antagonization came to a head when Hollywood Capponi came to the aid of his bandmate's good name and bludgeoned the cage with the bull-and-cowbell rope, hurling challenges to the band. Luscious Luke even interrupted his hot dog dinner to respond to the brutal verbal battering.
 
This hardly slowed down Pink Parts as they powered through their catalog, "Bandana" being a standout, as the crowd pushed their way past barricades to get a better look at the challengers' contention. Nicki levied insult upon insult at the top of her lungs towards the champs, whipping the crowd into a commotion, while the shredding guitar team of Jodi and Miki locked into the relentless beats of drummer Stubz, the combined effort surely forcing Stallion to realize that keeping their title as Rock n' Roll Champions would be no easy task.

A burst of primal punk was felt across the entire south side as passengers from planes above looked down to wonder what the hell was going on. Dildo-whippin’ and beer hoistin’, the challengers left the cage and cemented themselves as fiercely formidable opponents. Could Stallion retaliate?

Pink Parts, The Backyard Bunkhouse BBQ Brawl and Rock n' Wrestling Rager, Sistersand Brothers, Seattle, WA. 7/15/17 Flickr set link











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PHOTOS & REVIEW: THE BACKYARD BUNKHOUSE BBQ BRAWL & ROCK N' WRESTLING RAGER, SISTERS AND BROTHERS BAR, SEATTLE, WA. 7/15/17 (NSFW)

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