Genital Hospital Plays Their Last Show This Friday

I’ve been meaning to write about Genital Hospital for a while now – and to see them live, as well. Apparently if I wait long enough on something like this, the band goes and breaks up, and I almost end up missing the opportunity to do either. (Not that I can’t write about bands that have broken up – in fact, it’s one of the reasons I started this blog – but you know what I mean.)

Genital Hospital are rude and hilarious (their 2011 EP is titled Ball My Children, of course). They are also loud and discordant and very good at what they do. The first transmission I read from them started: “Inspired by the sweaty house-party basements of their youth, 4 performance veterans in the Seattle area united to form Genital Hospital in the spring of 2011. Equal parts Jon Spencer, Shellac and Monorchid, Genital Hospital is on a mission to make you move.” Needless to say, my interest was piqued by the bands referenced, and I instantly went and listened to Ball My Children, which manages to justify such weighty comparisons. (I hear a little Jesus Lizard in there too, for what it’s worth.)

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I didn’t know that I’d have less than a year to witness Genital Hospital live and see whether they can really deliver on their “sweaty house-party” aspirations, but something tells me this Friday will be the sweatiest the Seattle Elks Lodge 92 has been in quite some time.