Show Me The Body Bring The Real Freak Shit To Town

It happens about once a year: Show Me The Body announce a huge North American tour with an absolutely baffling array of opening acts. Every time I open the email, I say "whoa" out loud. It never fails. SMTB usually pick their openers from the hardcore underground, but not always. The acts on the bill almost never sound much of anything like each other, but they always put on intense, aggressive live shows, and I always walk out feeling like I've had a great Sheetz combo meal of things that really shouldn't make sense together — some cheese curds, a breakfast burrito, maybe some sour Skittles.