Like bat meat brisket tacos, FuckEmos are a celebrated local delicacy that have been closely guarded from outsiders for three decades. Sludge rock with vocals pitch-shifted hellward, the Russell Porter-led project has thrived on anthems that can be unfathomably depraved, bizarrely left field, or, on occasion, strangely innocent. Classic albums Can Kill You (1994) and Lifestyles of the Drugged and Homeless (1995) document the weirdest rock from an era when people could freely buy Rohypnol to use on themselves. Speaking of Nineties Austin, John Motard – a variation of garage punk favorites the Motards – also appears after Porter’s dance rock consortium Sex Pümp.
Fri., March 24, 9pm. $15 cover.