There couldn't be a better name for a genre than "toilet rock." Kicking out jams freshly from the depths of the white hole of the toilet bowl are the Sweatpants, whose self proclaimed designation as such serves them well.

Nix the association of toilets and boo boo in this instance, since there's no negative connotation to be affiliated with what the Sweatpants do. Pulling aspects of garage, punk, metal and grunge, the Pants have essentially created a divine concoction of sludgy rock that falls somewhere between Fugazi and Rudementary Peni with a Pacific Northwest twist.

As far as we know, we'll have to wait until mid-December to see the Sweatpants again. They'll be sweat rockin' alongside Frenz and Tiger Touch at the Liquor Store for free on December 14. Until then, congrats to the Sweatpants being our nexts Artists of the Month and enjoy their self titled No Faith Records debut, released in May of this year.

 Remember back in the good ol' days when punk wasn't all about how you dressed, but almost all about how you played and the raw appeal of your music? Keeping in that faith, GUN are maintaining that magic with their sheer, unapologetic hardcore punk, performed through a partly performance art veil.

Their self titled demo blasts into your ear drums with a sharp force and includes some deep cuts from the Kingsmen and Rudimentary Peni, but it's their stage presence that will really draw you in. In a somewhat Delocated fashion, GUN evoke feelings of spirited mayhem with loud bursts and shouts of aural chaos.

Become a part of the GUN movement and start your June off with them, along with the Sweatpants, URCHIN and On Drugs, at the Dacha tomorrow night. They'll be leaving for a West Coast tour the beginning of July, so get your fill of them live while you can. It's a sight to be seen.