While phrases like “mothers, lock up your daughters” might not have been coined with LA Guns in mind, they certainly capture the spirit of the band and its music. LA Guns has staked its reputation and career on power chords and dick-as-instrument imagery, perfecting the kind of sleaze rock sound that stops just short of actually giving you a venereal disease through your aural cavities. Sure, the content panders a bit to the lowest common denominator, and yes, the songs themselves are arguably reductive. Fortunately for LA Guns, they’re also undeniably addictive – its drunk-as-hell, sing-along chorus, lighter-waving encore, panties on the stage kind of music. With Blue Helix, Bloodshot Barrels, Side Effect. NICHOLAS HALL
Sat., March 20, 8 p.m., 2010
