As New York's self-proclaimed loudest band, A Place to Bury Strangers certainly lived up to the hype at their recent show in Philly. As I watched the band hammer out their intense noise rock ditty's (a mixture of both songs from their debut album and some new/unreleased gems) I kept thinking to myself that this is what the Jesus and Mary Chain would have sounded like had they knew how to actually play their instruments. Indeed, A Place to Bury Strangers was a very interested band to watch as their ridiculously ultra overdriven wall of guitar noise sound was countered by the sight of three shy musicians intensely focused on playing their instruments to the point of being almost dull to watch. Even when frontman Oliver Ackerman destroyed one of his guitars mid song, it seemed panfully contrived and posed. However, what the band lacked in stage presence they made up for with their sound, which below the surface was a meticulously crafted blend of various distorted guitar and bass textures and effects. What was even more impressive were the moments of melodic poignancy that managed to come through the abrasive music. Overall, I must say that in this current day and age when punk rock has been reduced to banal commercial parody of itself, A Place to Bury Strangers genuinely evokes the essence of punk and its DIY no-nonsense approach to music. This is the band that you see when you want to kill all of the Avril Lavigne and Fall Out Boy fans.