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Even for a West Philly punk band, Witch Hunt is pissed off. That they manage to channel it into some furious, glorious music is some kind of public safety miracle. Burning Bridges to Nowhere — their third LP, and first with Jello Biafra's Alternative Tentacles label — is an avalanche of shouting/barking male-female vocals, tommy gun drums and occasionally catchy guitar hooks. Hostile City seems to be a pervasive influence on their pessimistic worldview, judging by their MySpace pages, where three of the four call Philly "shitty" in their profiles, to insane anarcho-crust-Hsker-D anthems like "Septa Death." They want a new world order. They want the U.S. out of Iraq. They want another drink. It's hard to tell what they want sometimes, so rapidfire is their venom-spitting elocution. But it sounds like they give a shit.
Wed., July 8, 6:30 p.m., $12, with The Subhumans and The Ray Gradys, Barbary, 951 N. Frankford Ave., 866-468-7619, r5productions.com.

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