Jello Biafra knows you’re a fucking phony. Possessed by possessions, slave to your laptop, worshipper of shitty indie pop bands (as he says in “Dot Com Monte Carlo”), he sees you as you truly are: wrapped in a cocoon of blind consumerism, sipping a latte in complete complacency as the atrocities of the world pass you by. He wants to recruit you anyway, and he’s going to scream and shake his naked, middle-aged belly in your face ‘til it happens. Biafra’s latest effort with the Guantanamo School of Medicine, The Audacity of Hype, is a rally cry that wants to rip you out of that cocoon and turn you into a free thinking butterfly with anarchy emblazoned on your wings. “We stopped Vietnam, got Civil Rights and New Deals ‘cause we kept a blowtorch up their ass/All that stands in the way of more wars and Abu Ghraibs ain’t Messiahs, it is us… ” he rages on the track “I Won’t Give Up.” Here’s hoping he doesn’t, because these days, we need Jello more than ever. MA’CHELL DUMA LAVASSAR

Tue., Dec. 29, 8 p.m., 2009