Don’t Panix

These days it has become exceedingly rare to see a show flyer that's been produced entirely without the aid of a computer. (I mean, we as a people are so obscenely wired that it seems the next logical step should be embedding a Bluetooth into my skull and/or seamlessly interfacing...
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These days it has become exceedingly rare to see a show flyer that’s been produced entirely without the aid of a computer. (I mean, we as a people are so obscenely wired that it seems the next logical step should be embedding a Bluetooth into my skull and/or seamlessly interfacing my laptop with my crotch.) Thus, whenever one of these endangered, graphite-on-paper, straight-from-the-notebook gems — that one to the left, for example — crops up, it’s a thrilling discovery, like finding the Paleolithic doodlings of some mosh-manic caveman.

All that to say, I think we’re dealing with a presumably teenaged (at heart?) designer who’s way too punk to give a shit about the inevitable, onward march of technology. And likewise, the bands on this Destroyio Records bill have got zero love for techno toys, gizmos, and doodads. Local hardcore heads the Panix, O.P.S., Brain Damage, and Baker Acted simply prefer the fast, hard, and bloody payoff of brutally primal noise. They don’t need anything more than an axe, the bass, and a set of buckets to make a scene go psycho. So yeah, just take your futuristic bullshit elsewhere. We don’t need it here in the caves.

Thu., Sept. 17, 9 p.m., 2009

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