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Well damn.  I was looking forward to this show for a lot of reasons, mostly because of all the hype about Psychedelic Horseshit (above), and the fact is that it simply didn’t provide.  All three bands that I saw - less so with Eat Skull, more so with Psychedelic Horseshit - severely tested the notion of Death By Audio as a place for more experimental rock, punk, and noise, and fostered another, less welcome conjecture: that DBA is where bands play when they want to rock out without practicing, and not have anyone call their bluff.

Seriously, there was mediocrity in the house two nights ago.  Drunkdriver played a set of noisy thrash, the gimmick being a manic singer going crazy and a wild, feedback-loving female guitarist.  It was like…I don’t know…The Locust, but somehow less interesting.  Psychedelic Horseshit were downright dismal.  They sounded tired: the keyboard could’ve been straight from the Unicorns circa 2004, the guitar work was lazy (and not in an endearing way, mind you…just lazy), and the whole effect was a band playing to an audience too enamored by the scene to notice some very obvious shortcomings.  Eat Skull was okay, though: I’ll need to give their recordings some time, but they had their shit together.