LIMP WRIST, LEBENDEN TOTEN, PRF, SOCIAL GRACES (Satyricon, 125 NW 6th) Oregon’s domestic partnership law went into effect Monday, triggering a healthy amount of line-waiting, pie-baking, blogging, and—drum roll, please—civil-rights sharing! If the law isn’t blocked again come Friday night, newly committed queer punks might want to head on over to Satyricon for the wedding band of their dreams (or nightmares, depending on musical tastes). Limp Wrist play bombastic hardcore with a twist: English lyrics (gotcha). Uruguay-born vocalist Martin Sorrondeguy is best known for his Spanish-screaming Los Crudos, the greatest band to emerge from the wreckage of mid-’90s Chicago punk. Limp Wrist carry the flame of Crudos’ partial-powerviolence, painting rainbow flags on their nukes instead of anarchy symbols. On second thought, this rare Portland appearance is like a bachelor party. So wait a week to get hitched. That way, you won’t feel so guilty when you’re rubbed in the mosh pit. MIKE MEYER

MP3:
Limp Wrist - I Love Hardcore Boys, I Love Boys Hardcore

“I love hardcore boys/I love boys hardcore!”

Limp Wrist is a fascinating band with a Portland connection (guitarist Scott Moore—I wish it was our former bearded newshound Scott Moore, but sadly it is a different guy—lives here) but unfortunately our interview with lead singer Martin Sorrondeguy fell through.

It’s a bit surprising that Limp Wrist is the first outed hardcore band, since the genre is gay gay gay gay! Hardcore shows are a closeted journey of sweaty man-on-man action, forced male bonding, Tom of Finland frontmen, no women whatsoever, and all sorts of other fabulous gay action.

I originally wanted to have a contest where the best user-submitted homoerotic hardcore band name (Girth Crisis! Husker Dude! Ten Inch Fight!) wins a prize, but I don’t have anything good here to give away. CDs? Nerf football? British Sea Power sticker? My desk is lame.

End Hits: Cut the shit, start the pit!