The Kyle Sowashes Carabar Friday, February 23

What started as some rather drunken excitement and rock swagger turned into an onstage melee midway through the closing set by the Kyle Sowashes. This devolution clearly irked Sowash himself, who performed beautifully, but the main point of this review is to let him know that the show still rocked.

The Kyle Sowashes Carabar Friday, February 23

What started as some rather drunken excitement and rock swagger turned into an onstage melee midway through the closing set by the Kyle Sowashes. This devolution clearly irked Sowash himself, who performed beautifully, but the main point of this review is to let him know that the show still rocked.

Sure, it was messy, disorganized and full of hairy white guys taking off their flannels. But those men can play their instruments, even when blurred by Pabst Blue Ribbon. The case or three that would've drowned most bands only made Sowash's lo-fi indie-rock that much more enjoyable in the aesthetic of Sid Vicous, where energy triumphs over execution.

Even when the bassist romped into the crowd and missed sheets full of notes, the band maintained well enough for versions of his numerous self-released songs, including rousing revisions of "Pitchforks," "Ordinary Man" and "Closed Captioned for the Hearing Impaired."

Also, Athens, Ohio, rockers Southeast Engine, who also played, were as lovely and as tight as everyone says they are.