The Misfats with Love Cinema Vol. 6 at Maxwells: Hoboken, NJ

This entry was posted on Thursday, June 22nd, 2006 by George Koroneos

The Misfats with Love Cinema Vol. 6 at Maxwells: Hoboken, NJ (June 11, 2006)

Missed the Danzig/Doyle reunion? Sick of the circus sideshow that’s calling itself The Misfits nowadays? Osaka Popstar doing nothing for you? Then check out the fourth best thing next to seeing a Misfits reunion—Introducing The Misfats.

Consisting primarily of super-obese punk rockers, The Misfats do their best impressions of classic (and not so classic) Misfit’s tunes, but modify them to relate to the overweight masses. Busting out the gate with “20 Pies,” drunken Misfits fans quickly realized that this wasn’t going to be a run-of-the-mill tribute band show. The more inebriated fans started singing along to the traditional lyrics, thinking that maybe by shouting loud enough the band might change their mind and just cover “London Dungeon” instead of turning it into “London Broil.” Same with “I Turned Into A Lard Ass” and “Green Ham.” The latter turning into a word for word remake of Green Eggs and Ham sung to the music of “Green Hell.”

The band was fairly tight, considering the singer was visibly winded after the second song. The guitarist butchered some of the guitar solos, but The Misfats did a great job pretending they were Glen Danzig and company. Fans in the know warmed up to the band quickly and attempted to sing a long to whatever they could make out. Groaning quietly when the singer said he was going to pull out a Michael Graves-era number, and breaking out with a food-oriented version of “Don’t Open ‘Till Doomsday.”

The Misfats called it a day after an appetite-rousing version of “Last Caress” (I’ve got something to say/I ate your baby today), but not before peppering the song with Danzig’s solo hit “Mother,” or was it “Butter.” The crowd roared with excitement as the band tossed off their Devilock wigs and ran off for a bite to eat.

Local heroes Love Cinema Vol. 6 opened the show with one of their tightest sets to date. Singer Chuck Nasty opened with the band’s seminal hit “Local 69” and charged through most of the band’s indie-label debut, exhausting the out-of-shape Misfats fans. A new song or two were for good luck, and the band’s Christmas tune was brought out of mothballs for the Summer solstice. Always a treat to watch live, guitarist George (I don’t need a witty nickname) killed it with his metal-leaning fretwork. For the record, this band smokes GG Allin’s “I Kill Everything I Fuck.” The Murder Junkies couldn’t hold a candle to Love Cinema.

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