Must be love
Hate Eternal's lead singer/guitarist Erik Rutan may claim his band's technically perfect heavy metal mayhem is driven to push at the boundaries of hate, but honestly, one look at those big ol' puppy dog eyes, and you can just tell that this guy's really a big softie. Maybe that's why he wears so much eyeliner, so you can't see the puppy dog eyes and the little boy inside who just wants a big hug from a large-breasted woman.
Honestly, I don't know what it is with all these bands getting all soft and mushy and lovey-dovey these days. It's like there's some sort of romantic renaissance going on, and I'm not sure what to think of it. Perhaps it has something to do with me being an old married woman, and while kissing and hugging is nice, there are many times when getting to hide out in my office without a pile of screaming kids climbing my leg is even better.
F July 1, 6:30 p.m. The Quest, 101 5th St. N. $15. 338-8388, www.thequestclub.com.
Green Milk from the Planet Orange is just one more band that makes me want to sell all my belongings, shove what's left of my life into a backpack, and move to Japan to live in a coffin-sized hotel room, living entirely off of lotus blossoms and morning glory tea.
How can an island the size of Nebraska produce artists as brilliant and varied as Yamatsuka Eye, Kahimi Karie, Cornelius, Puffy Ami Yumi and Green Milk? It's simply amazing.
Hailing from the grindcore scene of Nippon, Japan, Green Milk is part Sun Ra/Can Kraut rock psychedelic jam, part Ruins/Acid Mothers screaming intensity/insanity, with little bits of Japanese spoken word thrown in for sex appeal.
Sa July 2, 9 p.m. 7th Street Entry, 701 1st Ave. N. $6. 332-1775, www.first-avenue.com.
Holly Day can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.