MONDAY

When I was an angry young lad, I tried really hard to piss people off. That’s why, I guess, I thought death metal and grindcore were cool. The bands have names like Assuuck, Deicide (whose lead singer has an upturned cross branded into his forehead), and my personal favorite, Cannibal Corpse. These five guys from Buffalo, N.Y., growl Tibetan-monk style, riff like Zakk Wylde, and are more offensive then a stinky hippie. (The seventh song on the classic Tomb of the Mutilated album is titled “Entrails Ripped From a Virgin’s Cunt”; need I say more?) All right, so you might be able to chalk up my adolescent love for this stuff to simple-minded rebellion; you’d probably be right. But what is the band’s excuse? I could be wrong, but Cannibal Corpse doesn’t seem too into postmodern irony. And I know that although some of these guys might still have their very own bachelor pads above the garage, they must have aged out of the teen-angst phase long ago. It’s gotta be the cash that keeps them going. Thanks to Ozzy, cannibalism and necrophilia are pretty radio-friendly topics these days, and Cannibal Corpse’s seven albums’ worth of, um, meditations on these topics have secured the band a worldwide fan base. Either that or the guys have their very own dot-com startup and the band is just a way to let off some steam. Nah…It’s definitely the cash. The Corpse performs with Nile, the Crown, Krisiun, and Deceased at 7:30 p.m. Monday, Aug. 7, at Jaxx, 6355 Rolling Road, West Springfield. $15. (703) 569-5940. (Mike Kanin)