Over two albums and seemingly a thousand shows, Math the Band has consistently and happily placed keyboard spazz in immortal combat with punk griot. It’s just Kevin and Justine up there with a load of heady, hyper, and—shit, is jolly the word? Whatever the descriptor, the pulse set by the Rhode Island duo doesn’t stop until it blows out a vein; it’s like winning every Atari 2600 game at once. With Uncle Monsterface, who are promoting their first-ever inclusion of a live drummer, and Peelander-Z, NYC-based Japanese pop-punk crazies with no off switch and a fetish for human bowling. This Sunny D tastes like adrenaline.
Sat., March 6, 9 p.m., 2010