Eight Gigs: Ghoul
Sun., Dec. 4, 7 p.m., Colonial Theatre, $12-$16
The mutants in Ghoul eat babies. First time I saw them, they pulled out a crying baby and bit its head clean off before flinging its blood across a raging mosh pit. If that somehow isn’t enough to make you buy a ticket right now, you should know that some heavy-duty Gwar worship is not all that’s going on here. Ghoul’s blend of goregrind, skate thrash and surf metal is as imaginative and fun as it is spine-breaking in its viciousness, and the band’s sense of humor is unmatched—assuming you like laughing at baby butchery. 3522 Stockton Boulevard, www.creepsylvania.com.