The Spits, TV Ghost at Churchill’s

By | June 11th, 2011 | No Comments

Hey man. How’s it going? What? Mao sure dug pits? Huh? Sorry, man, I CAN’T HEAR YOU. I saw THE SPITS last night at Churchill’s and those denim-clad destroyers from Seattle reached into my ears, plucked my cochleae out, and politely set them on fire. Seriously.

HUH? No, dude, totally worth it. They were AWESOME. Haven’t felt energy like that at a small show since the ’90s. The mosh pit was churning, the band played like nine encores, and I couldn’t make out a single word they sang all night. No, really. Even at the end of the set, I wasn’t sure if Sean Wood said, “Thank you, Miami” or “Fuck off. You’re not worth a singular fiber of my stone-washed denim vest.” I think the latter, because IT”S TOTALLY TRUE. Here. Check out this video from the show. The sound SUCKS, but it’ll give you a sense of things.

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