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Sunday September 10th, 2017 at Blind Tiger in Kansas City, MO
Drugs & Attics, Loafers, & Lizzie Boredom
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It's going to have to be a quick one.

Lizzie Boredom were excited to be at Blind Tiger. Excited to be on tour. Or as bassist Erica Guagliardi made clear, simply excited to not have work the next day. The year-old punk band still feels new, meaning that vocalist/guitarist Stephanie Burns was full of bravado with important things to scream about, but the band was short on musical ideas, allowing many of the songs in the band's 25-minute set to meld together under the crash of Marie Boone's cymbals. Still, on the songs when Guagliardi's bass slid into dark and slinky mode, the band's riot grrrl-tinged punk rock took on a new and exciting tone. Pick up the band's brand new self-titled EP Dead Men Can't Catcall on Bandcamp, so they don't have to go back to work.

The Big D's representation continued when Loafers took the stage at 11:30. The band's high-energy party vibe makes taxonomy difficult, trumping all attempts to apply purely punk or rock & roll signifiers; think A Giant Dog in that respect. Delightful chaos came from the stage as the screamed vocals of guitarist Eric Eisenman barely made it past the blistering leads of Taylor Smith or the positively pounded drums of Josh Wachtendorf. Bassist Savannah Loftin was the glue that held it all together, standing center stage, and offering substantial backing vocals throughout. At times the entire stage was in movement with Smith and Loftin pushed against each other, playing back to back like Quiet fuckin' Riot, and Eisenman falling to his knees, leaning back in the rock god yoga pose. The small audience was determined not to be outdone, and spent the band's 35-minute set dancing — that is until they rushed the stage to join in on big finale "Bobby" from its new cassette EP of the same name.

At 12:30 frontman Willie Jordan surveyed the basement, decided it wasn't full enough and demanded that people stop "secretly" doing drugs in the green room and return to the basement to share their drugs and share in the rock & roll. This is Drugs & Attics.

Although my calendar said Sunday (technically Monday morning), the vibe was Friday night — the band was loose, the fans were loose, the set list was loose, and everything was, as Local H taught us, copacetic. On this night, the line between band and audience was particularly blurred as fans wandered onto the short stage to take video or selfies, attempted to play Jordan's guitar, and definitely played with his exposed nipples (shirts were in shorter and shorter supply as the night wore on). In what may have been a literal tit-for-tat, bassist Andrew Paluga wandered into the dancing audience, both disturbing and escalating the orgy. Drummer Brett Livingston was trapped behind his kit, only able to testily shout at the audience like your drunk uncle at Thanksgiving. This is The Blind Tiger. It's not a show venue, its not a bar, it's just a party. And while a fun basement disaster party would definitely have been enough, Drugs & Attics still managed to deliver an excellent 30-minute set of revved up rock & roll. I don't know how long either Drugs & Attics or The Blind Tiger can last, so do yourself a favor and catch both before (as the band sings on its new self-titled EP) "the party's over."

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