**UPDATED LINEUP** We are happy to announce the addition of our good friends SHRINEBURNER to our show with Mr. Phylzzz / Municipal Bats / Salvation / Mind Mine on Friday June 19th at Backline at Avondale Music Hall. All Ages / $12+fees / Doors: 6pm / Bands. 7pm. TICKETS ON SALE NOW. (Link in bio)
FREE SHOW FRIDAY 06/12/26 9PM at Big Star Bar the summer run finally starts. two weeks. national tour. Mind Mine and Municipal Bats back in the same room again after absolutely leveling this place last time. loud, ugly, sweaty, blown out in the best way possible. this one’s gonna be even more intense. with direct support from Loose Helmet bringing full broken-arcade-machine panic attack energy. weird night front to back.
new merch at the show too. if you wanna help keep the van alive during this run, bring snacks, drinks, ramen, batteries, socks, anything useful. every little bit helps when you’re sleeping three hours and living off truck stop coffee, a hope, a dream and a miracle.
Houston always shows up hard for us. make this room feel unstable again.
Chico update:
man say “tour kickoff.” i hear this and become afraid for economy. van smell like wire and meat stick now. i guard merch box with my whole small body. if come show maybe “accident” happen to chicken tender near floor.
chico here. important message…
summer come. sun hot. road long. gospel of chico spread like fleas in tall grass. unstoppable.
two bands. same holy work. you listen. you attend. you believe.
LOOSE HELMET
06/03 No Dice, New Orleans, LA
06/04 Intracoastal Club, Houma, LA
06/05 The End of All Music, Jackson, MS
06/06 Lamplighter Lounge, Memphis, TN
MIND MINE w/ MUNICIPAL BATS
06/12 — Big Star Bar, Houston, TX
06/13 — The Raven Room, Austin, TX
06/14 — Division Brewing, Arlington, TX
06/16 — Kirby’s, Wichita, KS
06/17 — SK8bar, Kansas City, MO
06/18 — Duffy’s Tavern, Lincoln, NE
06/19 — Avondale Music Hall, Chicago, IL
06/20 — Healer, Indianapolis, IN
06/21 — The Burl, Lexington, KY
06/23 — The End, Nashville, TN
06/24 — Growlers, Memphis, TN
06/25 — Feed & Seed, Lafayette, LA
06/26 — The Crypt, New Orleans, LA
you have many chances now. chico give you options. do not waste.
i be waiting. small body. heavy stare.
you come say hello. maybe treat. maybe eternal blessing.
#doitforchico
After running Texas together last year, Mind Mine and Municipal Bats are taking it national—14 days, 9 states, no soft edges. Mind Mine brings the pressure—tight, volatile, ready to snap. Municipal Bats come in fast and feral—no control, no warning. Together it’s collision, not contrast. Not a hang-back show. The kind you drive for.
06/12 — Big Star Bar, Houston, TX
06/13 — The Raven Room, Austin, TX
06/14 — Division Brewing, Arlington, TX
06/16 — Kirby’s, Wichita, KS
06/17 — SK8bar, Kansas City, MO
06/18 — Duffy’s Tavern, Lincoln, NE
06/19 — Avondale Music Hall, Chicago, IL
06/20 — Healer, Indianapolis, IN
06/21 — The Burl, Lexington, KY
06/23 — The End, Nashville, TN
06/24 — Growlers, Memphis, TN
06/25 — Feed & Seed, Lafayette, LA
06/26 — The Crypt, New Orleans, LA
Local support drops city by city.
-Shoutout Green Buffalo for locking it in.
-Shoutout Do It For Chico! Records for keeping Mind Mine moving.
-Tour poster by David Klotz.
Two bands. One run. Show up or hear about it later.
A word from Chico: “tour long. too long. i say no. they say yes. ok fine. i bring snack. i no share. van loud. i louder. i run show.”
we’re loading back into the van with municipal bats and taking this further than we have any business taking it. nine states, fourteen shows, two weeks of pushing it until the days blur and the nights get loud enough to forget where you are. new rooms, new cities, same weight behind it. this one feels bigger, meaner, like it’s already in motion and we’re just trying to keep up with it. we’ll leave it at that for now. full announcement tuesday.
chico update: dug. buried. not toy. still there. i check. i check again. louder now. they say “tour” and it scratches back. i wag but it’s not that kind of wag.
Just a normal moment that ends up meaning everything later. David running through parts, figuring out what stays and what needs to change. No pressure, just time and repetition. Josh hanging back watching it all come together piece by piece. This is the part nobody really sees, but it’s where it all starts. Chico update: the sticks were moving too fast so I didn’t trust it. something in that room was definitely alive. I kept my distance. still monitoring the situation.
Filed under: documented noise and the people who carried it forward.
The most recent entry in the Mind Mine archive lands at The End — a venue that continues to prove itself as a vital pillar in the current Houston circuit. By all accounts, the night held its weight. The set was met with open ears, steady movement, and the kind of post-set conversations that scene historians tend to mark as the real measure of impact. To everyone who came up to talk, shared words, or took a piece of the night home at the merch table — your presence is now part of the record.
There’s a noticeable shift in the timeline now. With no immediate shows on the calendar, the band turns inward — restructuring, expanding, and preparing a new sequence of material. The next documented phase will include a broader set, with new songs entering rotation. Not refinement for the sake of polish, but evolution as necessity.
Meanwhile, Chico has entered a period of rest — an essential, if often overlooked, component in touring cycles. Sources confirm he is conserving energy ahead of a forthcoming national run this summer, details to be formally announced. Even in stillness, the groundwork is being laid.
Until then, the archive remains open, and the next chapter is already in motion.
📷: @isaax333
tonight it all collapses inward. no warm up, no easing in. just pressure building behind the walls until something cracks and spills out onto the floor. the amps hum like they already know what’s coming. every riff tighter, meaner, louder than it has any right to be. if you’ve been waiting to see it get unhinged, this is the one. we’re taking over The End tonight. no distance between us and you. no clean edges. just volume, sweat, and whatever happens when it all goes too far. doors open. we hit. you feel it or you don’t.
Chico was staring at the floor for 7 minutes straight before practice. we thought he found a bug or maybe a portal. turns out it was just a crumb shaped like Texas. he didn’t eat it. he respected it. “not everything is meant to be consumed,” he said, then barked at the wall twice and walked away.
thread count tells the truth. alkaline trio stitched into the ribs. cephalic carnage bleeding through the seams. jawbox sitting quiet but heavy in the fabric. this is what it looks like up close when the noise doesn’t stop offstage. not fashion. not nostalgia. just evidence. friday we bring it all with us. every influence, every dented riff, every shirt that never really got retired. we’ll be at the end. no clean lines. no distance. just volume and sweat and whatever crawls out when it gets loud enough. chico is locked in on a treat like it’s the only real thing that exists. he doesn’t care about the shirts. he just knows something’s about to happen and he wants in on it. also, yeah…that’s a knife ritual.
Everything is building toward April 3. We step onto the outside stage at The End and force it into the open. Something has been circling, repeating, reshaping itself over and over like it belongs here. It doesn’t. This is the moment where it gets called out, pulled apart, and left exposed. No imitation. No control. Just a line being drawn and held. Shadow Hounds. Repugnant Consumption. Plomazo. Kill The Snakes. Mind Mine. 7PM. $10. Outside. Chico hasn’t been right. He keeps freezing mid-step like he forgot what he was doing, staring at corners that don’t make sense. He tried to growl earlier but it came out wrong, like it was copied from somewhere else. He’s been pacing ever since. We don’t think he’s confused. We think he sees it.
