Dirk took me to see The Unsane, with Made Out Of Babies and Blackfire Revelation opening, at The Blank Club tonight.
Had you recieved a prescription for 100-plus decibels of fat, crunchy noise, this would have been the place to get it filled. You could feel it thrumming across your chest, the palms of your hands, and the soles of your feet. There are times when that sort of sonic assault is exactly the cure for what ails you, and tonight was one of them. All in all, a damn fine show.