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You want to know the dirty secret of Amsterdam’s Death Alley? Well, no doubt they have a few, but here’s a good one: The balls-out, all-go rockers who made such a raging debut in 2015 with the Black Magick Boogieland album have new material in the works. 

They’ve been playing it at shows. It exists. If you’re lucky, they might even play some of it when they come to Desertfest.

Actually, that’s pretty much guaranteed, as is the excellent time the band (which features former members of Gewapend Beton, Mühr and The Devil’s Blood) bring to every stage on which they step. In the span of just a couple years, they’ve become one of Europe’s most essential live acts, and whatever cliché you want to insert here about reminding audiences that rock and roll should be both dangerous and fun, they’ll make sure it’s thoroughly applied in the shape of a bootprint on the Desertfest crowd’s collective ass.

Simple advice: DO NOT MISS DEATH ALLEY AT DESERTFEST 2017. Or anywhere, for that matter. Ever.

Words: JJ Koczan