Considering that my first real concert without the 'rents was a 1986 Black Flag gig exactly like this one, I have a certain litmus test for what constitutes punk rock. The term gets thrown around a lot today — particularly the nauseating term "pop-punk." Most bands calling themselves punk just aren't punk to my ears. Memphis-based Jay Reatard, however, definitely is punk rock. There's a beautiful late '70s/early '80s attack in his short-burst tunes, yet they still maintain a pop songcraft. His debut CD, "Blood Visions," is pretty excellent, as is this face-flaying clip of Reatard taking a sonic meat cleaver ("My Shadow") to a Philadelphia crowd on the street outside Sailor Jerry's. Without question, it's also the first time I've ever seen someone crowd-surf in a tree.
Jay Reatard, 9 p.m. Wednesday, Nov. 7, Neurolux. $3 cover. Opening: The Universal
Warning: Contains profanity near the end, so stop the clip with 15 seconds remaining if you don't want to encounter it.