When: Tue., Oct. 11, 8 p.m. 2011
Wearing black leather gloves onstage, a la the Dwarves' Blag Dahlia, suggests a certain amount of greasy sleaze. Add to that a sneering tinge of Jello Biafra, aviator sunglasses like you'd see on a dude driving a windowless van, and maybe some black-on-black-on-black military garb, and you've built yourself a stage-size Skot Alexander. As the front man and only remaining original member of LA noise-rock trio 400 Blows, Alexander has kept the band from flatlining during a hiatus that began following a barrage of hype in the early aughts (led by website and record label Buddyhead) and the 2005 release of Angel's Trumpets and Devil's Trombones. Luckily, on the recent Sickness and Health (ORG), the thick-as-hell wall of fuzzed-out guitar from Scott Martin (also of Big Business) is back, and so is the David Yow-like ruckus. Alexander still stomps through the six-string noise and precise, textured drumming, sounding colossally pissed and more than willing to bash you upside the head with his microphone—and 400 Blows still rips. —Kevin Warwick Alma Negra, Eyes, and Spanyurd open.