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Wax Fang at Exit/In

It's Your Fang, Do Wax You Wanna Do

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By D. Patrick Rodgers

Published on January 29, 2010 at 3:40am

Alongside contemporaries like My Morning Jacket and Band of Horses, a band like Wax Fang might sometimes get lost in the shuffle of ambitious Southeastern indie-rockers. They’re hard-touring and capable of producing an epic amount of sound considering their three-man lineup, but they haven’t quite reached the level of recognition they truly deserve. The fact of the matter is, however, if you’re looking for the sort of band that might conventionally be referred to as a “power trio,” you’d be hard-pressed to find more apt candidates. The sounds of Scott Carney’s grand, looped guitars, Jake Heustis’ lithe bass work and the unrelenting battery Kevin Ratterman regularly issues upon his drum kit could easily fill a venue twice the size of Exit/In, and you can see it all for just seven smackers. Also bear witness to Scene contributor and occasional DJ Sean Maloney putting his money where his mouth is with between-set jams that had damn well better rule — they probably will. How I Became the Bomb and The Non-Commissioned Officers also play.
Sat., Jan. 30, 9 p.m., 2010