The Aftershow Promises An Aphrodisiac For The Ears

Each Wednesday, Rocks Off arbitrarily appoints one lucky local performer or group "Artist of the Week," bestowing upon them all the fame and grandeur such a lofty title implies. Know a band or artist that isn't awful? Email their particulars to sheaserrano@gmail.com.

​This is entirely new and very self-referential, but: If we turn on your music and Boy A and Boy B immediately begin running full-speed through the house screaming, "I LOVE TO FAAAASSSST!", then you're going to get some shine in the Artist of the Week column. That's just the way it goes. And that's exactly happened with The Aftershow.

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So we reached out to the sirs to talk about all sorts of stuff, including music, My Morning Jacket and sex (duh). Keep it moving, suckas.

Rocks Off: In exactly six words, tell everyone everything they need to know about The Aftershow.

The Aftershow: Sex-driven rock and roll machines.

RO: How many times did you all listen to My Morning Jacket's "Highly Suspicious" before you all made "Knock, Knock."

TA: Ummm... we never even heard that song before. To be honest, no one in the band even listens to My Morning Jacket. All the same, we are flattered we even have a song that you could compare to them. Thanks... I guess.

RO: Question specifically for Wilfred: Did you know that your name was Wilfred before you started this band? It seems like with a name like that you'd do very well in finance, or maybe have a very successful career as a serial killer.

Wilfred: It's funny you asked that. I actually have a Degree in Finance and Business Administration from the University of Houston. Unfortunately, I did know my name was Wilfred before the band got started. As of now I'm seriously thinking of changing it to something more serial killer-ish like Jason, Freddie, or Slash. Damn, Slash is taken.