When: Fri., Sept. 18, 7 p.m. 2015
The Black Lips are one of the few rock ‘n’ roll bands in operation that truly don’t give a fuck. The first time I saw the Atlanta quartet, they were filming a movie with Val Kilmer and encouraged the crowd to throw stuff at the bloated actor (I managed to nail the former Batman with a water bottle, a résumé achievement). The next time, guitarist Cole Alexander tossed a meat plate onto the crowd, inventing the deli-style mosh pit. It’s for this reason, and the band’s sloppy tenure of perfect garage, that I can think of a handful of San Antonio bands that just want to be “Bad Kids.” With Steve ‘N’ Seagulls, The Bolos.