Forgot to tell you that I saw Jesus Lizard on Monday night. Fucking awesome, down and dirty. I don't know how I missed out on them (and the Melvins) while growing up, but they're right they're in the same vein that spawned out Bleach. Anyway, David Yow is a total nut live and was diving into the stage (with wired mic) every other song, and came back to stage early on with a huge gash in his face, blood running down his face and hands. Hell yeah.
The write up on Brooklyn Vegan summed it up well:
"[It's hard to] understand how frontman David Yow & Co. have managed to bring back this band - essentially dormant since 1999 - with this much ferocity. Yow may be 10 years older and a bit worse for wear, but the man caterwauls with an intensity that most 20 year old pretty boys will never match. The Irving crowd - a good portion of whom, at this 16+ show, were not even born when this band began in 1987 - remained in a frenzy throughout the set, turning the Irving floor into a thrashing sea of bodies, flying beers and more than a few sets of broken eyeglasses. While Yow stage-dove, mic in hand, the band delivered their tightly wound hardcore like the experts they are. Covering a range of the band's catalog and with two encores, the 23-song set gave audience members a lot to scream about."Indeed.
Skeleton Key was also rather bad ass, had this minor chord stylings that to me sounded a lot like Failure. Didn't realize how long they had been around - some white hair men in their band. Liked their noise percussionist, who was bangin' on some gas tanks, sheets of metal, and other rusty objects that I can only assume requires a good tetanus booster shot on a regular basis. The main drummer could have done a bit more though.
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