heavens to betsy
Saturday, October 31 • 7:00 PM
Clear your schedule and lace up those Docs because the riot grrrl revolution is back with a vengeance. Heavens to Betsy, one of the seminal forces that carved out a space for women in punk, is storming the stage alongside the equally legendary Calamity Jane. Hosted by the unapologetically fierce Menopunks, this is not your mom's riot grrrl show—unless your mom was front row at a '90s basement gig, in which case, bring her.
This isn't just a concert; it's a seismic event for the indie intelligentsia. Imagine the visceral energy of Kathleen Hanna's diary crossed with a sonic tsunami. Whether it’s the raw catharsis of Heavens to Betsy’s “Terrorist” or the pioneering punk chords from Calamity Jane, expect to be blitzed by a wall of sound that’ll rattle your bones and shake the dust off your pre-pandemic ennui. And with Menopunks at the helm, expect a night that’s as much about community as it is about chaos.
Tickets are hotter than a Brooklyn warehouse on a July night, and you don’t want to be that person scrolling through post-show Insta stories with regret. Secure your spot, embrace the noise, and revel in the revival of a movement that’s as relevant now as it was in flannel-draped ‘93. Trust us, missing this would be a calamity in itself.
This isn't just a concert; it's a seismic event for the indie intelligentsia. Imagine the visceral energy of Kathleen Hanna's diary crossed with a sonic tsunami. Whether it’s the raw catharsis of Heavens to Betsy’s “Terrorist” or the pioneering punk chords from Calamity Jane, expect to be blitzed by a wall of sound that’ll rattle your bones and shake the dust off your pre-pandemic ennui. And with Menopunks at the helm, expect a night that’s as much about community as it is about chaos.
Tickets are hotter than a Brooklyn warehouse on a July night, and you don’t want to be that person scrolling through post-show Insta stories with regret. Secure your spot, embrace the noise, and revel in the revival of a movement that’s as relevant now as it was in flannel-draped ‘93. Trust us, missing this would be a calamity in itself.
Bowery Ballroom
6 Delancey St.
New York