Pissed off punk progenitor and ex-Rochesterian Lydia Lunch delivers a seething, vitriolic set of spoken word gold. I first got hip to her poetry when she co-penned the book "Adulterers Anonymous." I read that, and I began to understand punk as defined from within. It ruined me. And Lunch is going to ruin me again. She's back in town with her band Retrovirus.