How should I put this? Something magical happened to me this past Saturday night. For the first time in oh, five or six years, a

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Leisure Lads

Pleasureboaters pucker up and kiss the asphalt.

How should I put this? Something magical happened to me this past Saturday night. For the first time in oh, five or six years, a punk band impressed me, freaked me out, really hit my core. Hannah's been on the case for some time, and she rightly called them one of the most "viscerally thrilling" bands on the local garage-punk circuit. She wrote that their inspirations were Fugazi, Birthday Party, early SY, and I can hear all of that, plus Refused's insolent energy and the vocal power of At the Drive-In's Cedric Bixler. At the Implied Violence fundraiser in some grimy Belltown loft, the punk-appreciating side of my personality was truly raised from the dead. I felt like I'd been told a secret. I wanted to write their name on my hand. So what's their goddamn name already?

Pleasureboaters! 

Go see them on September 21 @ The Funhouse.

 
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