Concert preview: Perfect Pussy keeps things short and not-so-sweet

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From the March 27, 2014 edition

Don’t be late when Syracuse five-piece Perfect Pussy hits the stage, since the punk crew’s performances tend to be as brief and violent as bouts featuring a young Mike Tyson.

Even the band’s debut album, Say Yes to Love, is a full-length in name only, with the musicians dispatching of its eight tracks in just a shade over 23 minutes. It’s a brutal, all-in approach that has started to exact a physical toll on the players. In recent weeks frontwoman Meredith Graves, she of the distorted, damned-near primal howl, has battled an illness that, according to a publicist even required a trip to the hospital emergency room.

There’s a similar sense of purging to songs like the feedback-ridden “Big Stars” and “Dig,” a tune whose violent imagery (“And I want to eat myself,” Graves howls near the onset) is matched lockstep by the instrumental scrawl laid down by the musicians, who ball together like the five fingers of a fist and start throwing haymakers. It’s thrilling stuff, and not to be missed.

Nervosas also performs.

Drew Reynolds photo