The Marvels are in my top five best live shows ever and I’ve seen them more than fifty times, easily. Originally from Portland, ME, transplanted to Boston, these boys put on such an energetic, drunken cluster fuck that leaves you drenched in beer, sweat, and insults and only wanting more. The CD lets you actually hear how fucking good it really is, but the energy just doesn’t come through as much in the recording. There’s a lot going on in the music that I never caught on to live. It all blends and works off one another, rather than one part played over the other to cover up a weakness, kind of like D4 that way. They just don’t have weak spots. Staffy’s vocals are raspy and raw (think Black Halos), which just make it even better. Whodda thought a tubby-ass band could sound so good?