Mothball Inferno is a classic rock time machine out of Memphis, Tennessee—four childhood friends who never let go of the records their parents spun or the ghosts that haunt the grooves. Their story is as vintage as their sound: no equipment made after 1979, no apologies, just pure rock and roll the way it was meant to be played. When you catch a Mothball Inferno show, you’re not just watching a band—you’re stepping into a jukebox dream where the past is alive, electric, and wild as ever.

The Origin

It all started at the crossroads of middle school, where three soon-to-be bandmates collided on the first day of sixth grade—Newt and CJ instantly at odds, Theo just trying to keep the peace. But it wasn’t until Halloween that the missing piece arrived: Miles “Red” Callahan, transfer student, bass in hand, cool as autumn air. In two minutes flat, he sized up the chaos and declared a band into existence. He put drumsticks in Theo’s hands, handed CJ a guitar, and nudged Newt to the mic. Red became the glue, and the rest fell into place. That Halloween—now immortalized in their first releases—was the night Mothball Inferno truly ignited.

The Sound

Think The Rolling Stones’ swagger, The Who’s explosive energy, and The Doors’ moody mystique—all poured into a 70s blender and served up fresh. Mothball Inferno is loyal to the vintage: every note, every amp, every pedal is a love letter to the era before digital took over. Their music is a time capsule, passed around the crowd like a beach ball, letting everyone catch a piece of a bygone era. The energy is raw yet polished, a living tribute to the legends that shaped them.