My ears continue to ring.

I wisely opted not to wear ear plugs during Dinosaur Jr.’s scorcher of a set Saturday at Otto’s, 118 E. Lincoln Highway. The difficulties I may have in hearing the high decibel range in later years were a fair trade for seeing one of the most rocktastic shows in recent DeKalb history.

The veteran alt-rock trio performed a set that departed little from the one they’ve been touting in recent post-reunion years, comprised of old favorites and songs from 2007’s “Beyond.”

The mish-mash of old and new blended together seamlessly, a testament to the band’s continued endurance. The chock-a-block crowd was extremely responsive throughout, trashing and flailing to the tricky, speed-up-slow-down dynamics of the 1994 jam “Feel the Pain.”

Vocalist/guitarist J. Mascis was totally on. His Jazzmaster bled candy during the few songs where he stretched things out with extended solo jams.

With his long, straight white hair and middle-aged paunchiness, the front man resembled a wizened Guitar Center master, the kind that can play the solo from “Hangar 18” perfectly as he shredded away on extended codas to tunes such as the brand new “I Don’t Wanna Go There.”

The rest of the band seemed more than happy to oblige him. Bassist Lou Barlow, the only member of the band who has managed not to look like the weird uncle that lives in the basement, was his usual enthusiastic self: stomping and pounding away on the bass.

He didn’t seem the least bit upset that the sound of his instrument was completely dwarfed by Mascis’ wall of amplifiers — a few hundreds of thousands of dollars goes a long way. Drummer Murph (yes, just Murph) showed restraint on his kit, yet still unleashed the fury when necessary.

On the whole, the band was excellent, outstanding enough for me to overlook the lazy, two-song encore. Dinosaur Jr. heroically made 20-year-old jams sound completely new, and to be honest, everybody was lucky to be there.

Opening band Awesome Color made some decent noise of their own with some abrasive cuts of the psych-garage persuasion that didn’t even wear thin.

I recommend that everybody go back in time and see this show.