[New York City] Once this band hit the stage, it was very clear that they were the band the kids had been waiting for. The crowd was set afire – the best mosh pit I have probably ever seen. Neither of us were familiar with their material. I loved them – Rockboy thought they were only all right, largely because there was a tinge of screamo to them. They were tight, hard, but crowd-oriented (ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhh, oh, oh) with a lot of punk pick-up. I also really liked the looks of the band – they were Latino – the lead singer with huge liberty cones. I always get this awkward sense of white supremacy from punk, and they didn’t have that. Some of their songs were nearly industrial (I swear I heard Ministry) or speed metal (Rockboy poo poohed that it was just thrash). Although the meaning was unclear, the song with “invert the virgin” as a line made me take notice. Rockboy was complaining that the lead singer never talks but then he told a story about the boys from the Bronx who wrote this song. The singer declared Texas cops the worst – probably so. Then the band encouraged the crowd to chicken fight (kids on shoulders, trying to knock each other off) – adorably, Rockboy was appalled by this activity and its obvious dangers. “DrinkSmokeFightFuck” remained calm amid the fervor of the crowd – her boy toys made it to the stage but never jumped – I think one of their moms must have texted “no!”. The lead singer’s cones had melted by the end of the set – damn Texas humidity.