What they lacked in audience, Long Island’s Slothbear made up for in volume and ferocity. The lead guitarist kept his back to the tiny crowd for most of the set, cajoling a supernatural series of harmonic notes, overrunning his bandmates’ Dinosaur Jr. power riffs, thundering drums and measured screamy vocals. What pushed me from “This band isn’t half bad” to “I gotta get their record!” was the singer’s last stand, quoting John Lennon’s anguished declaration at the end of Beatles track “Helter Skelter”: “I’VE GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS!” The room was comfortable in temperature, but at the end of their set, Slothbear were soaked with sweat.
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