The name of the band Field Report is an anagram of that of frontman Nolan Porterfield. Field Report will grab you by the short hairs and make you see yourself. You’ll get up to that mirror and you’ll feel your breath bouncing back, hot and present, slapping you invisibly, eerily with real texture and a physicality, like it could push you back a couple inches with the next attack. You’ll recognize it and this time, you can dance and thrash through it to get out to the other end. When was the last time a band did all that? Country-ish band Campdogzz opens.