TYKIN crawled out of the neon-lit underbelly of New York, dragging the spirit of sleaze-soaked hair metal back into the spotlight. Loud, dirty, and unapologetically glamorous, they wear the crown as the city’s true sleaze kings.

With big hooks, bigger guitars, and an electric stage presence, they deliver the kind of rock ’n’ roll that drips with grit and pure adrenaline.