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Named after a rogue venereal disease that broke out in the southernmost of Southern states, Alabama Thunder Pussy… OK, I made some of that up. The members of ATP are not from Alabama, but, rather, hail from the sort-of-Southern Richmond, Va. The embattled outfit has weathered a label failure and several lineup shuffles, the latest of which involved new-guy vocalist Johnny Weils replacing co-founder Johnny Throckmorton. One of the highest-selling bands on the Man’s Ruin label upon its folding, ATP has remained prolific, releasing five albums since 1998 and building a respectable following. The band’s crunchy country metal can be many things—thoughtfully instrumental, bludgeoning, antagonistic, and even occasionally yearning—but it will never be confused with the neutered division of roots rock à la Antler or My Morning Jacket. ATP’s hardscrabble anger makes a more suitable bedfellow for the rural transgression of dirtball haters Antiseen and Rancid Vat—with more metal, taller riffage, and ’70s Southern-rock indebtedness, natch. Alabama Thunder Pussy plays with the Brought Low and RPG at 10 p.m. at the Warehouse Next Door, 1017 7th St. NW. $8. (202) 783-3933. (Andrew Earles)