With a moniker this bursting with astonishment, one better deliver the goods, and blessedly, Holy Fuck most definitely does. Working with the belief system that progressive, punk-minded electronica doesnt require laptops for production, the Toronto-based collective makes beats and breaks from more organic, childlike elements: toy phaser guns and keyboards, distortion pedals and vintage instrumentation. The volume levels arent for the faint at heart, and the chaotic structuring will fry the synapses of linearly-inclined music fans, but open-minded listeners will be rewarded with a challenging, but thoughtfully mapped exploration of beautiful noise. With Indian Jewelry, ClipD Beaks. HANNAH LEVIN
Wed., Oct. 13, 8 p.m., 2010
