"Dead Moon Rocking-These grizzled garage vets live for the stage and
nothing else."
The Dead Moon-"Clevescene" article:
http://www.clevescene.com/Issues/2006-05-17/music/music2_2.html


And an article from the Beachland Ballroom/Cleveland-site

"For 20 years Cole has led Dead Moon, the country-fried garage-rawk
trio he formed with wife Toody and drummer Andrew Loomis in 1987,
but the story goes back a lot further. Beginning with mid-'60s psych
rock and continuing through the punk/new-wave circuit to today with
Dead Moon, Cole has embodied an unflagging DIY ethic, "keepin' one
gig ahead of a day job," in the process earning one hell of a
backstory. This isn't the tale of a musician whose time is now or of
a musician whose time is running out; this is the story of a
musician who never had time for anything that might keep him from
playing. Cole began mining his musical gold in the mid-'60s, during
the early days of garage and psych rock, when bands across the
country forged rollicking regional hits. After a failed launch into
deep soul as a bassist and vocalist, Cole joined a post-British
Invasion band called the Weeds. Running out of gas in Portland, the
Weeds would meet 1) a girl named Toody Conner, who in no time flat
became Toody Cole and later, Dead Moon's bassist, and 2) a manager
who changed the band's name to Lollipop Shoppe. Los Angeles' the
Seeds were already making a name with blues-tinged psychedelic rave-
ups such as "Pushin' Too Hard," so Lollipop Shoppe it was until the
group called it quits in '69. The '70s proved to be a period of
almost constant flux. The Coles spent some time in the Yukon, still
avoiding the Vietnam draft, and it was -- like all of Cole's
endeavors -- a self-built and educational existence. Back in the
U.S., the Coles tested the waters of L.A., but ended up back in
Portland to found a homestead and start a musical-instrument shop.
(To this day, they own and operate Tombstone Music and General
Store, a "frontier mini-mall" where you can pick up your Dead Moon
lighters, cigarettes, and beer). What the Wailers and the Sonics,
with their ragged soul-screams, were to Tacoma, Dead Moon would be
to Portland. Cole's roots connect back to the Mississippi Delta and
the spirits of Howlin' Wolf, John Lee Hooker, Elvis, and Jerry Lee
Lewis. Add Johnny Cash, the Dead Boys, and AC/DC, and you'll begin
to understand how the cowpunk Dead Moon was born -- still kicking
and screaming in a constricted, overdriven, effects-free yowl,
channeling Old West voodoo vibes with a whiskey chaser. Their
longevity has allowed them to play memorable U.S. tours with
Mudhoney, the Nomads, Babes in Toyland, Fugazi, the Cramps, and
Rocket From the Crypt, to name but a few, their most high-profile
admirer may be Pearl Jam, which covered Dead Moon's "It's O.K."
Indeed, Dead Moon has a rabid enough fan base; Cole and Sub Pop are
preparing a September boxed-set anthology called Echoes of the Past,
showcasing their grizzled, road-tested riffs in a stereogram of tape
hiss. (paraphrased from clevescene.com) Having just returned from
tour are the New Lou Reeds, who have a new 7" release
entitled "Lookin' for A Boogaloo/Beautiful Women"; their second full-
length, "Top Billin'", will be released on Exit Stencil Recordings
this summer."

from www.beachlandballroom.com