Hey guess who forgot about the article they were supposed to write about the show that starts at 9 p.m. at Milhouse?

The Bulletproof Tiger sounds deliberate. Listening to is like starting and stopping dominoes with deft hands to create pools of black and white indie-rock paint that just oozes inky perfection—all while notes dance atop a snare drum to an electric-guitar conductor. These four lads out of Toronto are skilled instrumental math-rockers (no lyrics here folks), eschewing typical pop-styles such as when one would expect the structure of the song to be dependent on “verse-chorus-verse-chorus” for less predictable instrumental constructions, sometimes having 5-6 different, distinct sections to a song. Each song is seemingly out-of-sync, only to take a tip and twist in which tempered tapping of the guitar strings rush listeners back into confidence.

Providing some jumping-and-pumping music, sure to get chests sweaty and fists wailing about in the air, will be four-piece emo-punk group The Marine Electric from Brooklyn. Screams and grunts are reminiscent of 90’s skate-punk, less violent and more bloody heart-thumping angst, only further enforced with a throaty growl that is present in most songs that rumbles its way over the flighty choruses. Plenty of cymbal crashing and momentous punk-chords are here to get the circulatory system going, and Minutes fans should also give these guys a look as well.

Providing the most pop influenced sound of the night, the providentially named Cherry Cola Champions—never mind they aren’t coming due to familial injury. BUT SUPPORT THEM/ CHECK THEM OUT ANYWAY:

And hey, give the locals some love too—The Reptilian will be all over the grittier, free-formed, edge of punk tonight, sounding all ramshackled and ready to battle with the boot stomping heart to their music with outlying mechanical guitar playing and spacey drums. With twangy guitar solos paired to punk-chords and rambunctious break-downs The Reptilian is a raucous, rough and roaring addition to the night.

Donations for the touring bands are always accepted, but tom-foolery involving the destruction of the house is not.

Respect yourself, respect others, respect the house.