One day they'll probably just call 'em “Grail,” the same way nobody bothers saying “Judas” or “Iron” when they talk about the baddest beasts of the New Wave of British heavy metal — all that energy wasted on extra words could be used to wail, right? That's just simple thermodynamics, although if you listen carefully to the shred tornado that starts “My Last Attack,” you may wonder if some universal law of guitar velocity is being violated. Last album Crisis of Utopia is hooky, heavy and absolutely dedicated to the genre: “Run your sword/through the enemy!” howls singer Luna, and suddenly you ARE the last space barbarian left standing between chaos and order. So killer they're actually good for you.

Wed., March 21, 9 p.m., 2012

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