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I’d like to say that I fell in love with sloppy Chicago noise merchants Gaza Strippers at first sight. But it wouldn’t be true. Rather, I was riding a vodka-fueled buzz on a Friday night at the 1999 Mississippi River Music Festival in St. Louis, and I’d arrived at the Side Door early to await the back-to-back appearances of two of my favorite bands—Prisonshake and Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartments. My attention was directed toward the bar (in an attempt to surf that Stoli wave a bit further), when the most ungodly—yet appealing—volume this side of Danzig flooded the club. The bartender could barely hear my order. Drink in hand, I turned around and saw the Strippers. Love at first listen. I slammed the drink, ordered another, and moved right up to the stage. Share the caterwaul as the Strippers play songs from their new release, 1000 Watt Confessions, at 9 p.m. at the Velvet Lounge, 915 U St. NW. $7. (202) 462-7625. (RB)