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Meatmen, Springa Sonic Droogs, Johnny Vomit, Brickwall Vultures Recommended 17+ Early Warnings (Music) Soundboard Image

When: Fri., June 27, 8 p.m. 2014

Serious scholars of underground rock appreciate what Tesco Vee did to bolster the early midwestern punk scene, not just running zines but also founding Touch and Go Records. Trash-talking scum punks still in touch with their potty-mouthed inner 12-year-olds, on the other hand, revere him for fronting the Meatmen, who appear periodically to remind folks that rock ’n’ roll’s id isn’t some elegant Dionysian poet—it’s a filthy beer-farting dude who sings about “Tooling for Anus.” Virtually every Meatmen song ever written is breathtakingly vulgar, and these guys have no taboo topics; you can count on their gross garage-metal crunch to crank a party into overdrive or end it entirely, depending on what your friends are like. Lately somebody must have shined the Meatsignal into the skies above Michigan, because Savage Sagas (Self-Destructo) is the first new Meatmen album in 18 years (not counting a 2009 covers record). It’s 20 new Meatmen songs, and you probably already know whether that’s good news to you. “KKK,” “The Ballad of Stinky Penis,” “Big Bloody Booger on the Bathroom Wall,” and “12˝ Soft” are particular highlights. “They Just Don’t Make ’Em Anymore” is a classic old punkers’ lament—but apparently they do. —Monica Kendrick

Price: $15, $12 in advance

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