Merauder is listed to headline a one-night performance at the Whisky a Go Go.
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| Level | Tickets left | Listings | Low | Average |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| General admission | 18 | 4 | $59 | $63 |
| Barstool | 6 | 1 | $238 | $238 |
| Other listed sections | 6 | 1 | $473 | $473 |
Formed in New York in 1990, Merauder helped shape hardcore’s metal crossover sound. Their albums include 1995’s Master Killer.
The show is scheduled for Saturday, March 13, 2027, at 6:00 PM. Merauder is the only performer listed.
The Whisky a Go Go is a longtime live-music club on the Sunset Strip in West Hollywood. The listed address is 8901 Sunset Blvd, West Hollywood, CA 90069.
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Parking options near Whisky a Go Go include valet, a nearby public lot, and metered street parking. Garage details, operating hours, and parking prices were not provided, so check posted information before you go.
8901 Sunset Blvd, West Hollywood, CA 90069
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★★★★★ · a year ago
Came here as a photographer for Septa Coda and was so impressed with how kind all of the employees are. Meg and Evan were very knowledgeable about the venue and were great to talk to. Barbara, the bartender, had great customer service and served me the best vodka soda I have ever had (which is a LOT). The sound was amazing and overall the vibe was super cool.
★★★★★ · a year ago
That was the best best four liner I've seen since butcherbabies and many miles from home for a 1000 percent on delivery in performance and that many miles from home. I'll do it again To many photos to post.
★★★★★ · 3 months ago
"Our first pilgrimage, naturally, was to the Whisky a Go Go. Standing before its unassuming brick façade, I closed my eyes and could almost hear the ghosts: Jim Morrison’s raging raw poetry, Janis Joplin shredding her voice with every note, Led Zeppelin blowing the crowd’s minds, Guns N’ Roses detonating onstage before they were anybody. Buffalo Springfield, Foo Fighters, Zappa, Hendrix, and every poet with a song who wandered down from Laurel Canyon to paint the world in music. This wasn’t just another club, this was the crucible where so much of the music that defined generations was forged. The marquee, jutting from its rounded corner, still hummed with the defiant spirit of every band that had graced the Whisky’s stage, fuelled by cheap beer and a dream. Out front, roadies were offloading a truck and setting up the equipment for that evening’s performance. We drifted past them like ghosts ourselves, slipping in through the stage loading door without fanfare. Inside, the air was still, and nobody seemed to notice or care that we didn’t belong. But as far as we were concerned, we did. I walked the space slowly, reverently, checking out every photograph and bit of memorabilia clinging to the walls like holy relics. From the dimly lit upper balcony, I looked down over the main floor, empty and still, but resonating with more than fifty years of sweat, dreams, and chemical fuelled genius. From where pumped-up revellers have witnessed half a century’s worth of some of the more defining moments in music. In the quiet, you could almost hear the feedback of the last fifty years. Sunlight cut through the loading doors in sharp, dusty bars, illuminating the now silent corner stage. I stood there and felt it, the residual heat of raw talent and musical energy still baked into the walls" - Excerpt from What If? by Mike Montague - Amazon Books