by Robert Bell
8:30 p.m. Revolution. $16 adv., $20 day of.
Oh hell yes. This lineup right here is the envy of metal fiends all over the country, on account of it is unique to Little Rock.
Let's break it down: You've got Saint Vitus, a bona fide living legend of metal (I mean, dude: Wino is gonna be here!) whose latest album "Lillie: F-65" is an absolutely solid successor to the band's prime '80s albums. It's their first U.S. tour in damn near two decades.
Then you've got Oregonian tour mates Norska and Yob. Norska specializes in brutal sludgification that's not dissimilar to Yob, whose last album, "Atma," is without a doubt among the nastiest sounding doom albums of recent years, with a bruising, lo-fi sound that's just malicious.
Then you've got hometown heroes Rwake, whose "Rest" and "Voices of Omens" still absolutely kill me.
And then you've got the Southern sickos in Weedeater, whose latest grimy slab of downer-enshrouded misanthropy and drug-punnin' (title: "Jason the Dragon") was released last year, after a recording delay caused when — not joking — maniac frontman "Dixie" Dave Collins accidentally blasted off his big toe while cleaning his favorite shotgun. In a statement, Collins said, "It wasn't my intention to shoot off my big toe. This really fucking sucks and the pain is unbearable."
Well Weedeater ain't gonna let a little something like a shotgun mishap keep them down. So unless you too experience some sort of sudden and violent loss of appendage, don't miss this show.