Green Day Moonlight as Foxboro Hot Tubs at Beer-Soaked Secret Show
Billie Joe Armstrong and Co. pound out garage rock at New York's tiny Bowery Electric
By the time the Foxboro Hot Tubs reached the beer-soaked, shambling conclusion of their chaotic two-plus-hour set in the basement of New York's Bowery Electric last night at nearly 3 a.m., roughly 950 cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon had been consumed and nearly twice that amount had been poured out over bandmembers' heads or sprayed into the audience. Two Who songs had been covered, one plastic alligator head had been angrily brandished, a number called "It's Fuck Time" was played eight times, three women had been kissed and one attempt to repair a marriage by telephone had gone completely awry.
Such is the particular brand of anarchy practiced by the Foxboro Hut Tubs — or, as they are more commonly known, Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt and Tré Cool (along with guitarist Kevin Preston and touring musicians Jason Freese and Jason White). If Green Day's main concern is a spit-shined and muscular arena punk outfit, the Foxboro Hot Tubs are the exact opposite. The show was a dervish from the first note, bodies colliding and songs arriving in white hot flashes.