Pleasureboaters' promising career ended as abruptly as their discordant punk songs do. Four or five years ago, the band's name was on the tip of everyone's tongues— local blogs and music fans couldn't shut up about Pleasureboaters' infamously chaotic shows that often devolved into nothing more than a noisy pit of sweaty bodies. Night after night, singer and guitarist Ricky Claudon thrashed around the room, eliminating the boundaries between stage and audience, while drummer Tim Cady often abandoned his shirt, standing up behind the drum set and jumping in the air in an effort to pound the drums as hard as humanly possible.
Once they released their fantastic full-length album, ¡Gross!, on local label Don't Stop Believin', everyone was hooked on their unrelenting and wonderfully cacophonous noise. And then they disappeared. Gone. Just like that.
While it's no longer surprising to see an old flame relight these days (what with reunion shows seemingly being announced every hour), Pleasureboaters delighted many when they declared their return, playing their first show since 2008 at the Funhouse on October 20.