Proclaiming all the right things ("scuzzy rawk and howl," "garage psych punk trash monsters"), Carrboro outfit The Wyrms has my attention. At times sounding like a monster-mashing 70s band that hit fast forward to right about now, these folks can wriggle and wail with the best of them. Plus, any band that can make a song about vampires into a tailfeather-shaker of a garage rock ditty is always going to be worth checking out. Go see them (and bring them donuts).