Love. It's awesome, right? But it'll make you do nutty things, like quit your band and move to Alaska, which—last time we checked—was still covered in moose poo and crazy people. Scene contributor Matt Sullivan has decided to get all Jack London up in this motherfucker and follow the call of the wild into the Great White North, so this is the last time you'll be able to catch his agro-doom-noise duo German Castro. Long a staple in the Nashville/Murfreesboro rock community, Sullivan has done turns as a Protoman, bass player for agit-poppers The Bang Up and proprietor of the barely-listenable (in a good way) Nailbat Tapes imprint in addition to keeping track of all the bands with silly, unpronounceable names and unreadable logos for this here paper. We wish him well and hope he isn't eaten by a polar bear, though that would be kinda funny. And totally blogworthy.
Fri., Aug. 28, 9 p.m., 2009