Last time Monotonix played Seattle, they started a fire in the
Comet, the drummer standing on his bass drum, his cymbals
aflame. And I fucking missed it. Don’t make my mistake: This
three-piece will rip your face off—think guitar riffs like Death
from Above 1979, but less pretty-boy attitude. Also, they party like
Hamas is right around the corner, and we can all learn a little
something about that. With Pleasureboaters, the Whore Moans, and
Mattress. (Comet Tavern, 922 E Pike St, 323-9853. 9 pm, $8,
21+.)