>>> OK, it’s truth serum time: Clockcleaner (pictured) are not good. Not even fucking close. If you find mid-1990s South Jersey hardcore-type shit entertaining — At your age? Wow. — then maybe, we dunno. HOWEVER, Clockcleaner singer Sharkey will live forever in our minds as the first man to utter the phrase “Philly is a city of thin-skinned crybabies” before we rushed out and scratched it into a wood plaque which we then installed below the Commodore Barry statue. So they get props for that at least. Clockcleaner’s at Johnny Brenda’s tonight. Dickhurt indie-rockers, start finding something dismissive yet passive-aggressive to say. Let this be a lesson to you all: Just because your band sucks, it doesn’t necessarily mean you’re wrong about, you know, everything.
>>> There is a DVD screening of Jesus Lizard Live at The Balcony At The Trocadero tonight, and no, we are not making that up.

This entry was posted on Tuesday, June 5th, 2007 at 2:59 pm.