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Saturday December 9th, 2023 at The Brick in Kansas City, MO
The Uncouth, Madman, & The D-Fibs

Back in the '90s I had a template on Too Much Rock I would use for the live shows that I didn’t write about. It was a long paragraph created by Brad Hodgson and it said generic things like "they played real good." I'm considering bringing it out of retirement to catch up with my backlog. But for now, I'll try to at least deliver a couple of sentences on each band. But I'm not forgetting Brad's perfect prose.

The D-Fibs are old punks making their AARP memberships into a bit. They were a last-minute addition to the bill (Doldrums had to drop due to illness), meaning they hadn't practiced their set in months. But it's punk rock, so, whatever. Fast songs, funny songs, plenty of entertainment, and vocalist Tim Nord strutting the stage in a track suit that he said he spent two years working out just to fit into. A good-time band with "real good" songs is a delight, so don't miss a D-Fibs show – you never know which one will be their last.

Madmen was a band, then it wasn't, and now it is again. It's led by Ben Biersmith, and is now a quartet with some really talented folks backing him up. It's metal. Heavy metal. Fried vocals with a little screech. A Motorhead cover. Guitar solos that were a little disjointed as you'd expect from someone wearing a Melvins shirt. In the end I thought Madman was like some LA thrash band from 1983 just slower. And maybe smarter too. I quizzed a handful of friends after the set, and no one was sure what they saw, but to a person they thought it was "real good." I'm gonna need to see this band again. And again.

Was it midnight when The Uncouth started? If not, it was right around there. This was an album release show, so the foursome played the damn thing, and then added in a couple of others in for good measure. The band's take on oi is melodic and tight. They're not afraid of a harmony. Some songs are threatening and intense, others are songs of unity perfect for singing with your arms around a stranger. You can have it both ways. There was more swaying than dancing on this night. There's barely room for a push pit at The Brick, and there's certainly no room for crowd killers. The band pulled Tanka Ray's Jimmy Fitzner from the crowd to close with his "Six Month Skin." Which, of course, lead to an encore of "KC Belongs To Me" that put the party in "release party." In closing, "they played real good."