Defiant Voice

I’d Rather Sleep in the Dirt

Defiant Voice play with Terror, Set Your Goals, Killing the Dream, and Turn it Around at the Boardwalk in Orangevale; 8pm; November 15; $12

The problem with today’s young adults? They’re pussies. Fortunately, there’s a cure, and it’s made right here in the River City: Defiant Voice, five angry young men who make music that’s loud, fast and snotty. There’s the face-melting jackhammer jungle guitars of Jason Garrett and Chris Miller, the adrenalized rhythm section of drummer Tony Scholer and bassist Rob Armstrong, all of which form the backdrop for frontman Rob Myers’ violent, antisocial rants. It’s hardcore punk at its early-’80s finest; the closest this band gets to anything resembling a melody occurs at the start of “Vote From The Rooftops” and lasts, oh, maybe 20 seconds before Myers, at the top of his lungs, screams, “All it takes is one grenade.” No suburban wonderland for these lads. They’d rather take a dirt nap. Take it down boys. Take it all the way down.