Could be Michale Graves, could be Jerry Only, could be the janitor—whoever’s singing Friday night, it won’t be Glenn Danzig. Now a supergroup that’s at times more super (Dez Cadenza, Marky Ramone) than others (Myke Hideous, Graves), the Misfits probably should only be allowed to reprise their horrific schtick come Halloween, but here they are, nevertheless. Yell for “Night of the Living Dead.” — ZACH BARON.
THE MISFITS, Warsaw, 261 Driggs Ave., Brooklyn. Tickets maybe available here.