This New Year’s garage-punk throwdown will be sloppier, swarthier, sweatier, and ballsier than anywhere you could watch a stupid ball drop. The Detroit Cobras (from Detroit, natch), mix the Nuggets proto-punker scuzz with the irresistible groove of ’60s soul—and play tons of crunchy covers of worn-out 45s that you’ve never heard but feel like you do. Similarly, New York’s own A-Bombs have been around forever and know more about underappreciated garage-rock than scientists know about the human genome. With the Underthings.
Thu., Dec. 31, 8:45 p.m., 2009