I saw them last night at Toad's Place Upstairs. The band was great, as were The Babies, but the place was small and the sound system was terrible. The first band, described as one who "mixes 90's indie rock leanings of bands like Guided by Voices and Superchunk with more driving punk sound that has garnered them comparison to bands such as At the Drive-In, The Trail of Dead, and Bear vs. Shark." was, while musically competent, stunk. And they did not sound anything close to what they were described as. They skewed more towards early-2000s "emo-pop-punk" bullshit. The crowd was drunk and awful. I was "standing" (basically just trying to stay on my feet and upright, with all the pushing and shoving) next to some kid who, it felt like, had six bony elbows. My whole arm is sore and bruised. I had some drunk girl try to climb over me like I was a wall. FOT Brendan's (aka methanolcereal) girlfriend punched me in my side once the moshing started (although I don't think it was with malicious intent). I ache. Connecticut stinks.
