STNNNG Want to Climb Your Women
When last they invaded Milwaukee, Minneapolis’ STNNNG (it’s pronounced “The Stunning,” rubes) were seen causing consternation and chasing people out of Circle A in Riverwest with their enthrallingly distinctive, spastic skronk-rock. Vocalist Chris “The Classical” Besinger climbed onto a table in the booth nearest the door, prompting the bevy of un-hip ladies at said booth to remark “fuck this” and bail. Then came my personal favorite moment of the night, documented in the photograph accompanying this piece. Chris climbs onto my friend Lindsey’s recent-car-crash-injured body while her then-boyfriend Tea looks on with a hint of “i’m watching you, pal” in his eyes. Meanwhile, the rest of the band pummelled the Circle A earholes with driving, stomping, brainy noise-rock. Exhilarating stuff for a room that holds maybe 30 people safely.