Sean and Erin Wood of legendary Seattle band the Spits play songs that invoke the psyches of anyone who's ever shotgunned a beer in a half pipe, broken a window at a house show, or experienced drunken anger management issues. Since the early '00s they've filtered these dangerous inclinations through a prism of robotic goth and Ramones influences and then plastered the totally ripped results onto a succession of highly coveted cassettes, singles, and LPs. These releases have influenced many a discerning misfit who, like Black Lips, King Khan, and local heroes the Mean Jeans, have actively pledged allegiance to their infected skate punk salvo. Those luminaries were no doubt also affected by the Spits' mind-blowing audiences—rabid diehards who often match the band's own blistering machinations to set lists of dystopian anthems designed to electrify all of the dark parts inside of you. CHRIS SUTTON