Earnestness has never come easily to the five smarmy imps who make up Toronto’s prog-punk collective Fucked Up, and now that they’re celebrating “Human Deadline Day,” they’re not showing any signs of late-hour introspection. The group’s members—who have become critical
darlings for evolving from gravel-throated Black Flag sound-alikes into a quirky, heavy prog group capable of writing smart rock operas like last year’s David Comes to Life—have said they booked today’s show in “Earth’s capital” to ensure that it would be “wherever the party is when the shit all hits the universal fan.” But since Fucked Up’s singer has a reputation of charging the audience like a cannonball and
throwing cereal on his fans, who’s to say it won’t all start here? Joining them for the apocalypse are indie-punks Lemuria, punks Night Birds, and indie rockers
Fri., Dec. 21, 7 p.m., 2012
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