I could never run with the hardcore dudes growing up; I was all frail and scared of getting my shaved head staved-in by a dude in Doc Martins at some obscure show in some guy's basement somewhere. But that's the legacy of hardcore punk; missing teeth, a flood of angst to make Noah himself worry, and undying loyalty to a scene you just can't quit. L.A.’s Terror knows this philosophy all too well, and bring windpipe crushing intensity to their West Coast hardcore style. Power Trip writes songs meant to peel your face off, literally. Thrash at its finest. Harm’s Way, Angel Du$t Fury, Red Death and Bind rounds out a ticket for a night of mayhem and head banging. Bring a neck brace, you’ll need it afterwards. Wed., July 20, 6 p.m. doors, Local 662, Saint Petersburg, $25.
This article appears in Jul 14-21, 2016.