Someone should do an investigative report on what Jim and Mike Blaha's parents fed them when they were little, because those guys are spine-tingling, steel-toed beasts when it comes to making rock ’n’ roll. Based out of Minneapolis and backed by drummer Dave Roper, the Blahas front a band called the Blind Shake that buzzes and thumps with a ferocity that few other bands achieve. The trio's brand of psychedelic garage rock is soaked in sweat and heavy with swagger, like they burrowed into the center of the Earth, set up a cramped recording studio, stuck a fork in a light socket, and jammed. They've put out a bunch of albums on some of the coolest labels going (Castle Face, Goner, Swami), and their live show is basically a nuclear bomb. When they explode tonight at Bunk Bar, someone please protect the Pork Belly Cubanos. BEN SALMON