the Roulettes

You can make it last, listen again and again +plus more, with our self-titled EP at
or the real EP in your hands through Lucky Madison Records
It will make you feel all itchy and wonderful. From Ohio to NY to Portland to Chicago to PA to Seattle, we are scattered coast to coast in the side project known as employment. Lucky Madison and the Roulettes were born together and may one day reunite. Fraternal, siamese, or long lost twins, call us whatever fits the sound.
"There is something at the core of The Roulettes' debut album that hints at great things to come...these ladies could become this city's queens of rock."
- Alex Valdivieso, Willamette Week
"The Roulettes...will make you feel as happy as eating a bucket of fried chicken while listening to 'All Hands on the Bad One" for the very first time. That's pretty goddamn happy."
- Keith Wagstaff, Williamsburg is Dead
So What?
The Roulettes were born in an Oberlin, Ohio basement, where they practiced on borrowed equipment next to a leaky washer/dryer combo. They grew up playing basement and living room parties to crowds of adoring fans and a few aghast fools who didn’t get their jokes. After moving to Portland, the Roulettes met up with label Lucky Madison to create the first ever LM release, a self-titled EP recorded at Portland’s Jackpot! Studios with engineer Larry Crane (Sleater-Kinney, Stephen Malkmus, etc.). The Roulettes EP finds the band bouncing from the pressing issues of yesteryear (film students with dinosaur-sized egos on “Crabs”) to love as seen from a creaky Ferris wheel (“Motorcycles in the Mist”) to straight up hot shit dance tracks (“Hot Ticket”) faster than you can pour another bourbon. A booker of infamous Portland club Slabtown/Cal Sport called the band to say he was banging his head against the wall after listening to Odessa; he couldn’t get over the cries of “bloody Mary baby”.
Later, unreleased Roulettes tracks saw them moving into darker territory with songs like “2:1,” “Do it Again”, and their untitled meditation on volcanoes and WMDs. Not kidding! But the Roulettes maintained their sense of humor and continued to pay tribute to pitchers and popcorn, nights at Chopsticks, the Fred Meyer Can-Do Machine, and the ever-popular montecristo sandwich.
Long ago and far away, the Roulettes played all over their beloved Portland, from Kelly's to Ash Street to Slabtown to Revolver Studios. They also played in New York at Bowery Poetry Club and the long gone Meow Mix. The Roulettes are back in NYC, after a brief preview show in February at which they (inadvertently) blew up the rental PA. You better recognize.