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Dance-punk band the Faint and schizophrenic rapper Kool Keith come together for a night of retro 90s magic. Underground successes at the same time but in different circles, the Faint pushed 18-year-old white kids into metro make-out sessions on Hollywood club stages, while Keiths fans were decidedly more heteronormative (if not street- and beat-savvy) with their music appreciation. As Keith was shaking fists with lyrics such as All these things I been through, your skull deserves a metal plate/Not the platinum plaque, just gun staples in your back/Hung from a tree with rusty nails in your rectum crack, the Faint were spewing their own version of urban angst, in this case regarding the exotic dancer industry: But it is a job, it pays a lot/Is it disservicing someone?/And is it good to get these men worked up so sexso sexual? Sex, violence and overpriced cocktails: a perfectly volatile SoCal night.
Mon., Nov. 3, 8 p.m., 2008