Counter-Culture Unity, Unfortunate Few, Blind Attack, Deadbeat Betties, Wasteland DC
Friday, Jan. 28
There was pure chaos at the Emerson on Friday night. They had everything from broken knuckles to a smashed face or two, and a seizure up in front. The show, however, was excellent.
I managed to get in but missed the first band, Counter-Culture Unity. They played PRN on Saturday as well, though, and had a set where the singer spent just as much time in the crowd as on the stage. The second band, Unfortunate Few, was playing when I got in, and there was a mosh pit so it was no surprise when someone fell over, but the reason turned out to be a seizure, not getting knocked over. They stopped playing and the singer, “Jake Wasted,” said that someone was having a seizure. Unfortunate Few finished up their set by dedicating “Who Spilt My Beer” by the Addicts to him as people were helping him out the door.
A friend of mine got stepped on while trying to help him and broke two knuckles.
Blind Attack played next, then turned into the Deadbeat Betties — they have almost the same members — to kill time for Wasteland DC, whose bassist was somewhere between Bloomington and Indianapolis. He made it, though, and they played an intense set, one of the best parts being when Jake jumped back on stage and sang with them. His face was covered with blood from a cut that looked like it went halfway down his face, but he didn’t even seem to notice until he got off stage and someone bandaged it up for him. Near the end, Wasteland’s singer announced that it might be their last gig together, which somehow kicked up the energy even more so everyone would enjoy the last few songs. The show itself was awesome, not counting the injuries.