Ancient Filth
These guys just plain rock with a jangly sound a hot punk beat about fifty guitars though there are only two the singer has Chinese characters on his shirt they mean I imagine demons swirl in hell like whirling dervishes and the beat shifts quick three chords juggled like fireballs the shirtless drummer rolling along like a heavy handcart just a wild party down here the crowd is stock still
Big Pig (NYC)
Sound like a wall of brick built by Churchill in the war the singer like Churchill loud and boisterous blurting wah wah echoing guitar warped distortion astringent acids wild wails beer barrels rolled down the road in the pig district this band has a minimalist math rock feel with a roast pork punk rind
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