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Hank Nightshade & The Midnight Sons - Lafayette's

july, 2025

fri18jul6:00 pmHank Nightshade & The Midnight Sons6:00 pm cst

Event Details

Hank Nightshade and The Midnight Sons aren’t just a band—they’re a battle cry for the soul of rock ‘n’ roll. Hailing from Northeast Arkansas, this powerhouse group channels the raw, unfiltered essence of working-class rock with songs that cut deep, telling stories of life, loss, recovery, and redemption.
Fronted by Hank Nightshade, alongside the electrifying talents of Robby Rigsbee, Shaun Kirby, and Micheal Lee Collins, the band is a fiery resurrection of true rock spirit—a beacon for those searching for something real in an age of manufactured sound. Their collective pedigree is nothing short of legendary. The members have honed their craft over decades, coming from acclaimed local bands like Further Down (whose mid-2000s radio hit What You Say was an undeniable banger), Haven Hill, Delay The Day, Burning Waco, and even playing for Zach
Williams, now a bonafide rock star. Their music has resonated far beyond the stage, finding its way into hit TV shows like Zoey 101, The Big Bang Theory, and Justified, proving their sound has universal appeal.
Now, for the first time, these seasoned musicians have united under a single banner, driven by one mission: to remind the world that music—like fine wine—only gets better with time. This isn’t your stepdad’s garage band. This is a reckoning. Hank Nightshade and The Midnight Sons are here to heal the wounds left by soulless commercial music and reignite the fire of rock ‘n’ roll. Their trajectory? The stars. Their limit? Nonexistent.

— The Memphis Voyager

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