Curated by Pitchfork metal columnist Brandon Stosuy, this showcase of American thrash bands is not to be upstaged by the recently reunited three-piece Anal Cunt, who describe themselves as boasting a blur, shit, garbage, catastrophe, total mess sound, which is also tight as fuck. Just listen to tracks such as I Thought Hitler Was Cool Until I Found Out He Didn't Drink, in which gurgled screams meet an endless punk cacophony as vocalist Seth Putnam shrieks his guts out, Exorcist-style, as if amped backward on a record player. Break out your crustiest jeans and crabwalk over to Williamsburgtonights all about riding dirty into the grind core, if you even survive. With Fuck The Facts, Locrian, Gwynbleidd, Copremesis.
Sun., July 5, 8 p.m., 2009