Cribshitter & Free Dirt

Doors 7PM / Show 8PM

$10ADV / $12DOS

Cribshitter is Madison, Wisconsin's premier fog machine-oriented act. What do we sound like? Smack a snake in its head with a wooden spoon while it is eating garbage.That is what we sound like.

“What started out as a near-parody of pop bands has turned into a seriously ambitious musical effort spiked with loads of obscure cultural references that will make you laugh. Cribshitter could well be Madison’s Flight of the Conchords.”—Local Sounds, Rick Tvedt

“People often say there is a ‘Madison Sound.’ I’m not sure that’s been defined musically but in terms of attitude Cribshitter defines it better than anyone. Long may they shit the crib of expectations.”

“No one in their right state of mind could’ve possibly seen the first iteration of Madison’s most unapologetically unhinged band and predicted they’d be one of the most enduring acts the city would have throughout the 2000s, 2010s, and into the 2020s.”

“It’s a rare band that can have a tuba-driven track called “Whippin’ Shitties” and simultaneously play most other bands off the stage.”

“What’s perhaps most surprising about Goin’ Soft is that it includes so many moments of genuinely moving tenderness and empathetic warmth, and an abundance of sincerity that heightens the impact of the bit.”

“Conflicting tendencies toward satire, honesty, irony, and a host of stylistically varying influences all coalesce in surprisingly intoxicating ways across the record…”

“Goin’ Soft is also the most outright gorgeous the band has ever sounded—beautiful keys/synth figures, pedal steel, and warm tones dominate the record.”—Tone Madison, Steven Spoerl

“Scene-stealing chameleons Cribshitter return with a slew of polished sardonic straight-face shenanigans with a heart of gold. Slick, prickly insinuations brew lewd moods inside rainbow grooves as yacht-rock runs aground on languid country twang and done-me-wrong songs stocked in pop-culture name-drops…an immersive, subversive circus seamlessly weaving dark humor embedded in sunny vibes and miniature musical interludes cruising among pedigreed medleys.”—Maximum Ink, John Noyd

Free Dirt writes sturdy, dependable, sometimes funny songs that ring familiar while also feeling a bit tough to pin down. On stage they take those songs, pull them apart and use the bricks to fashion a wobbling Tower of Babel. Come see how close they get to heaven before it all tumbles back down to earth.