by Robert Bell
9 p.m. Juanita's. $13 adv., $16 d.o.s.
The Supersuckers have been playing in the trash heap of rock 'n' roll since the late '80s, and precious few other acts have made it sound more fun. The band started in Arizona, but soon relocated to Seattle, where they must have stuck out like a sore middle finger in the early '90s grunge heyday. The Supersuckers unashamedly celebrated hedonism and excess (as opposed to the prevailing trend of introspective, concealed hedonism and excess).
The band's Sub Pop debut "The Smoke of Hell" has aged exceptionally well, better than most of its peers. Toward the end of the album, there's a hat trick of tunes that just about sum up the 'Suckers MO: "Ron's Got the Cocaine," "Sweet 'n' Sour Jesus" and "Retarded Bill" clock in at a combined 3:30. But the group is no one-trick donkey — just check out 1997's "Must've Been High," which sounds like Johnny Thunders fronting The Buckaroos. More recent albums find the group mining classic rock with bitchin' results.