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Assemblage 23
Ground

Assemblage 23 will be playing a live date in Seattle next week, and I might go. But as I get older, my willingness to schlep out late on a weekday night to see bands has greatly diminished. I'd do it for a band I've never seen live and really want to (Current 93, In the Nursery), and I might even do it for a band I've seen several times but am always blown away by (Death in June, Laibach), but there's a vast middle ground of bands that I need to really motivate myself to go out and see. Assemblage 23 might be one of those bands.

And then there's this new phenomenon that this woman who cut my hair last week was telling me about: people who go to shows for the sole purpose of starting fights. Rolling Stone did a piece recently on these ruffians, who apparently call themselves FSU (Fuck Shit Up). Now, I doubt they'd bother with Assemblage 23 fans, but who knows? And wimpy 98-pound weakling blogger that I am, I'd just as soon stay home rather than risk having to explain that I got my head bashed in not at a hardcore punk show...but at a synthpop show where a mod, black-clad dude sang sensitive lyrics to a techno beat.

Also today:

23:02 Plastic Noise Experience, Smalltown Boy
22:59 Project Pitchfork, Trialog
22:55 Severe Illusion, Panopticon
22:50 Project Pitchfork, One Million Faces
22:44 Project Pitchfork, View from a Throne
New arrival! 65:33 Helmond, Licentia Poetica
New arrival! 51:30 Dark Water Memories, The Rejuvenation Ballet