Jesus. Am I getting old or what? It seems like only yesterday I was writing a Better Living blurb on Guttermouth's return to Hell's Kitchen - the iconic Orange County punks swinging through Tacoma, proving their punk prowess, rocking grayer but as ferverently as ever. I think I even started the blurb out with something dumb like, "You already know Guttermouth. I don't need to describe the band. I don't need to tell you about the purposefully offensive antics, the three chords or probably even the band's Orange County roots. I don't need to tell you the band is old as sin, and you could probably figure out for yourself that when Guttermouth comes to Hell's Kitchen on Friday it's not exactly going to be the same five punks that started the band in 1988. Still, it'll be pretty cool." Well ... déjà vu, dude. It all still applies. Even the Friday part.  - Matt Driscoll

[Hell's Kitchen, with the Insurgence, South 11th, Neutralboy, Super Nothing, The Americommies, 8 p.m., $12-$15, 928 Pacific Ave., Tacoma, 253.759.6003]