Nashville misfit-rocker Daniel Pujol reportedly recorded his magnificently messy new Kludge in a suicide-prevention center for teens – and have to say, it sorta sounds like it. The Jack White-endorsed postgrad is a superb thrasher whose lyrics about life, death, otherness, alienation, etc., have the ring of dorm-room conversations you wouldn't want to forget the next morning. Theory rocks! Also: Dirty Fences.
Sat., May 24, 10:30 p.m., 2014