My father, an unabashed Guy Fieri enthusiast, recently e-mailed me about Comet Ping Pong after seeing it on Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives (which of these describes Comet remains a mystery). “It looked so good on TV!” he proclaimed. I wish he could be here tonight to witness the convergence of tasty gourmet pizza and ear-splitting black metal. Brooklyn’s Liturgy, not to be confused with the Chicago grind-core band of the same name, describes itself as “pure transcendent black metal,” a tidy summation of its blissful sonic assault. Its 2009 album Renihilation even perked up the ears of critics at The New York Times and The New Yorker. With the high-brow accolades, and its association with a borough berated for its tragic hipness, Liturgy has suffered backlash from purists accusing them of being yet another token, hipster-approved genre favorite (see: Mastadon, Torche). Authentic or not, there’s one thing we can all agree on: The noise coming from Comet’s back room will scare the pants off any Food Network devotees making the pilgrimage.
LITURGY PERFORMS WITH LIVE NUDES AT 10:30 P.M. AT COMET PING PONG, 5037 CONNECTICUT AVE. NW. $10. (202) 364-0404.