As a female I generally always like to carry around at least one tampon. You really never know when the levees will break and you're going to need a stopper. It's pretty much agreed that a few in the purse is a good idea and whether it's for a friend or an unknown femme in need, if you've got one, you share. Of course, despite my position on the principle of it all, I never seem to be equipped. Case in point: Last night I went to see Converge... and the opening band Baroness was a bunch of bleeding pussies.
I feel like someone told them that Mars Volta was metal, so they decided to deconstruct Volta's thoughtful and complicated instrumentation, and be the ultimate bare-bones metal band inadvertently making themselves really, really shitty arena rock. I felt that Ghengis Tron, who I'm going to go ahead and say I like, despite the fact they play with a drum machine, had more grit, balls, and definitely less menstruation than Baroness.
The front man seemed bloated and crampy. Am I at fucking Lillith Fair? I would've thrown them some Pamprin had their bassist not kept up with his bass-vocal shrieking, the only un-vagtastic thing about them. Seriously, after their third song I just wanted a hot water bottle and Sleepless In Seattle on dvd.
Oh wait, I'm not that much of a pussy.
And if the Baroness boys want to practice some real rage and aggression, as is expected out of a fucking hardcore band, then they can take it out on this dude:
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