a gritty slice of indie rock forged in the dirt and daylight of real life

hailing from a cemetery in montreal, the boneyard rebels turn their blue-collar world into something raw and electric with shoot the bells. recorded between shifts and shovels, it’s a track that captures the pulse of resilience – rough edges, working hands, and the catharsis of making noise to feel alive.

gritty guitars crash against a relentless rhythm section, evoking shades of early brit-rock and garage indie, while the vocals cut through with unpolished honesty. it’s not polished for radio – it’s made for the underground, for late nights when truth sounds better with distortion.

as literal gravediggers turned songsmiths, the band’s story is as striking as their sound. there’s something deeply human here: music as survival, as ritual, as release. shoot the bells feels like a shout from beneath the concrete – part rebellion, part redemption.

raw, real, and rooted in experience, the boneyard rebels don’t just play rock; they unearth it.

thank u for making this boneyard rebels ⚒️