The Griswolds formed in 1996. Played Philly's famous Trocadero's main stage on different occasions with Goldfinger, The Muffs, Dance Hall Crashers and Dog Eat Dog. They also opened for Def Tones and Handsome at The Khyber in Philly. (Along with many many firehall and dive-bar shows) The Griswolds disbanded in 1999, just before the release of "Life in a Plastic World" due to drummer problems. In 2000, Johnny and Bill, along with ex-members of Scrapple (Wilkes-Barre), formed a rock and roll / hardcore band called The Red Tops. After a great two year run with The Red Tops, playing major venues with bigger bands (although, they WERE hardcore bands), Johnny decided to leave the Red Tops in order to focus MORE on rock and roll and LESS on hardcore. In 2002 the Griswolds came back! With the addition of Brian Jonez on bass and Rich Scarano on drums they became know as LOS Griswolds with a Rock n' Roll sound and a Cowpunk feel. 2003 was a good year for Los Griswolds starting it off with a 4 track demo under their belt they rocked out numerous venues not only in the Philadelphia region but all around the east coast with shows in NJ, MD, VA and showcased their act at the Heavy Rebel Weekender in NC and at the Johnny Cash tribute show in NYC. In 2005 Los Griswolds moved shop out to Southern California where they continued to "Bring The Rock" to the West Coast much like they did on the East!
However late 2006 under peaceful terms (and mostly due to Johnny moving back to Philly), Los Griswolds have disbanded. Presently members have formed new projects such as American Speedway (Johnny-Philly,PA) and Seven Dirty Words (Brian and Nate-HB, CA).
Here's an album review from Slezegrinder.com:
Well, if there was any doubt at all of Los Griswolds' dedication to the as-American-as-corn chip-chile art of Trucker Punk, then you have but to lay yr peepers on the glory-whoring cover of “Bring the Rock”, which not only features a busty, horn throwing rocker chick (cowboy hat included), but also…a big ass truck. With Oklahoma license plates, naturally. Oh, and the last three numbers on the plates are…you got it, fucker, 666. There’s a dude in the band who really is named Griswold- Johnny, the guitarin’, singin’ one – but I bet they’re glad the name brings to mind the Vacation movies too, because the same sense of bad fun and even worse luck runs through these songs like diesel hi-test. They’ve got songs about girls (all of ‘em, really, but especially “Cadillac Girl” and “Devil Went Outta Town”), songs about rehearsing in a trailer (“Doublewide”) and saving rock n’ roll (umm, “Saving Rock N’ Roll”), songs about drugs and booze (“Who’s Got the Cocaine?”, “Cheap Beer Buyin’ Fool”) and even a song about every true-blue trucker punk’s great American hero, Burt Reynolds. 10-4 on alla that, good buddy. Ah, but what does this longtime Philly rock n’ roll institution SOUND like, you ask? Listen, do you really need me to tell you what a band with a song called Who’s Got the fucking Cocaine is gonna sound like? They sound like the Supersuckers, of course. And mebbe the Misfits and the Stray Cats, and the Cramps and Black Flag, a little. Mostly, though, they sound like Chevy Chase burnin’ rubber down the endless road, a big bowl of Fritos-chile and a 6 pack of Pabst in his belly. Los Griswolds sound like America, baby. God bless ‘em.