Unrepentant Stooges/Dead Boys/Heartbreakers devotees will no doubt love the Mud City Manglers. At least some of the band hails from Pittsburgh, home of Iron City Beer—which, to judge solely by taste, is made from bona fide pig iron—but if the cover art on their debut full-length, Heart Full of Hate, is any indication, these heirs to the proud tradition of onstage blottodom prefer to wash down their thrill pills with some good old Yuengling. As you might expect from a band that cut (or, just as likely, lost) its teeth in a saloon called Gooski’s in Polish Hill, this trio’s tunes—which bear such subtle titles as “1234 Motherfucker” and “I Wanna Kill My Friends”—come in three styles: trashed, trasheder, and trashedest. Like the Replacements of yore, the Manglers like to play it loud, fast, and drunk at their live shows. However, you don’t have to worry about the MCM going all sappy on your ass; this band’s more likely to regurgitate a kidney. As one berserker enthused on their Web site recently, the Manglers play “good music to beat up and get beat up to.” So forget the Iron City Houserockers. And Franco Harris. And Christopher Walken’s crazy Russian-roulette-playing character in The Deer Hunter. The roughest beast to come out of the Three Rivers in many a jaundiced moon is slouching Washington way. The Mud City Manglers play with Adam West, Banana Fish Zero, and Five Four Black & White at 8 p.m. Friday, Dec. 20, at the Velvet Lounge, 915 U St. NW. $7. (202) 462-7625. (Michael Little)