Unlike Rage, they don't berate audiences with quasi-revolutionary slogans; their politics deal with each individual's struggle for identity and self-empowerment in a culture dominated by the "Idiot Box" ("What's the use of autonomy when a button does it all?" asks one lyric.) Older cynics may sneer at this obvious target, but to the band's audience it might not be that obvious. And rather than submit to the "mundane" of the "cable train," as they put it, Incubus are living their own TV movie as a stomping rock 'n' roll band. Which is more than most acts manage these days, including seminal funk rockers like the Chilis and Faith No More, who haven't worked up much groove power since ... their early 20s?
-- Sam Prestianni
Incubus perform on Saturday, Dec. 20, at the Bottom of the Hill, 1233 17th St. (at Texas). The show starts at 10 p.m. with (hed) pe and Tribal Disco Noise. Tickets are $7; call 626-4455.