The watching-the-sunset-in-my-underwear philosopher self often thinks of improbable band meldings and scenarios. “What would the Quincy Punks sound like if they played like Gorilla Biscuits?” “What would the Gaslight Anthem sound like if they didn’t sound like their hands were down the front of little girls’ pants when they sung?” “What does positive mental atti-dude enthusiasm sound like nowadays, after the keg’s dry, promises have been broken, and you’ve been the victim of identity theft?” “What would the flaming banner of Fuel for the Hate Game sound like if it was recorded last week instead of years ago?” Amazingly, the answer was the same each time: The Anchor.

For fans of: All bands with Anchor in their name (except The Anchor Band), Hot Water Music, an equal distribution of beards and clean-shaven faces, Madison Bloodbath.