Thet band Smith Westerns and the all-too-rare Hopslam were both on tap last night at DC’s Black Cat. If the band had been one eighth as good as the beer, it would have been worth seeing them perform live. They’re not. Truly, the beer was memorable while the band was, unfortunately, too weak to be forgettable.
Unless this Chicago band figures out a way to amp up their performances and be more than a produced nicety, they will disappear from the scene more quickly than Hopslam does after its limited annualized release. So, in short….run to whichever establishment stocks / serves Hopslam, and run from any establishment that serves up the Smith Westerns. The only allowable exception is when both are concurrently served.
