Unfortunately, no one could hear the vocals, a recurring problem that came to a head during Unsane's sound check. Unsane had no monitors for either the drummer or one of the singers, asked repeatedly for it to be fixed (nicely, I thought, for New Yorkers), but were cursed at by the soundman (or some other Proletariat employee). Look, it's hard enough to get national acts to come to our city; we don't need to be pissing them off by being confrontational when they have the audacity to think that the floor monitors will work when they get out of the van. A bad vibe all around.

Luckily, Unsane channeled Spinal Tap to rise above and floor everyone with a kick-ass show. Guitarist Chris Spencer and bassist Dave Curran shared vocal duties and traded crushing riffs, while drummer Vinny Signorelli pretty much played non-stop, filling empty space between songs with intricate drum beats and ear candy. Overall, a great Saturday night show, the notoriously bad Proletariat sound system not withstanding. END