Energetic, political, tongue-in-cheek hardcore punk that we’ve come to expect. They’ve been coasting since the mid-’80s. Don’t waste your time on this one.
The set was spotty, but their Velvet Underground sensibility meets ’90s power chord rock sounded pretty good by the end of the night (beer factor included).
The Gravel Pit had a good rock thing going, with great heavy bass. The singer has a powerful, somehow Dickie Barrett-esque yell that even worked on a ballad.
Thankfully, the guys in Poundcake had a little more of an edge to them. They were happy too, but they didn’t feel the need to smile at each other constantly.