Much as we here at Wayward suspected
, Saturday's show at the Brick was a ridiculously fun showcase of some of the city's best rock acts. Pink Socks
, who hadn't played around town for over a year, sounded hungry and tight as hell, and Bleach Bloodz
turned the night into a celebration of sorts, bringing friends on stage for different songs and blazing through their set with raucous ("rock-us"? sorry) abandon. Like a clown, I got to the show too late and missed Conquerors
, but everybody I talked to said they killed it. I snapped some (bad) pics, which you are free to peruse.