Your ability to stand through a Clockcleaner set depends on three things: being able to rag on Nirvana, having an appreciation for GG Allin beyond the eat-shit-and-die jokes, and understanding the nuance of noise. The last point is key to dealing with the controversial Philly-based band: Noise, loud sheets of noise, is its specialty. If you can’t deal, that’s OK, too—-the members of Clockcleaner are up for a good fight. They probably hate you and your Pitchfork-reading crowd anyway, and they’ve been banned at one Philly club over an incident involving urination and merch. Clockcleaner performs with Deerhunter at 9 p.m. tonight, at the Black Cat, 1811 14th St. NW. $10. (202) 667-7960. —-Jason Cherkis