These bands can't possibly live up to their names because nothing comes with the force of revelation, or even shock, anymore. In music, this can all be summarized in one sentence: the sampler has a sound like TV has a look. All "content" has been leveled and is equally dramatic or undramatic. Power chords and thunderous double bass drums have no more undiluted signification than screams, or whispers. Perhaps this is why, after all the bands I saw except Anal Cunt, the brief return of silence at set's end sucked all the energy out of the room. As in: now what?