The Stranger

Suggesting that music lovers of Seattle go to a Blood Brothers show is about as pointless as telling Anna Nicole Smith that she's dead. You already know all about the Blood Brothers and their hyperactive, pioneering, snotty prog-meets-hardcore sound that, when played live, turns the room into a dripping, sticky pit of flailing limbs. Right? Right. I'm sure you do. (The Showbox, 1426 First Ave, 628-3151. 8 pm, $13 adv/$15 DOS, all ages.) by Megan Seling

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Erase Errata scavenge the ruins of riot grrrl and disco punk to bring us dark, nervously energetic rock that sounds both paranoid and passionate. The trio jams coercive rhythms, twitchy guitar, and the odd blast of trumpet into quick, careening tracks that are just a second shy of exhausting. Adult. make clean, icy electro and skuzzy, gothic no wave, bound together by the disaffected vocals of Nicola Kuperus. The recorded output of Adult. may not be what it was, but their live shows, like Erase Errata's, are still totally magnetic and unsettling. (Chop Suey, 1325 E Madison St, 324-8000. 9 pm, $10, 21+.) by Eric Grandy

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Prior to distinguishing himself as one half of the writing team that made Arrested Development, the most dazzlingly twisted sitcom in American history, Richard Day wrote and directed this unsung camp classic. With its erotic abortions, casual rape, and pervasive blithe cruelty—executed by an all-male cast—Girls Will Be Girls will shock the unshockable. It will also make fans of John Waters, Arrested Development, and ferocious comic mayhem pee their pants. (Central Cinema, 1411 21st Ave, 686-6684. April 27—29, 7 and 9:30 pm, $5, late show 21+.) by David Schmader

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Getting drunk and breakdancing at the same time? Hell-to-the-yes! The fourth installment of Rords has a pro-am spin—amateurs compete for four slots, then get paired with pros and battle two-on-two, all the while being force-fed shots of booze. Who'll hold it all down for the $1,001 cash prize? Costumes are required for participants. Oh, yes. You know you want to. (The War Room, 722 E Pike St, 328-7666. Registration and doors at 9 pm, $10, 21+.) by Kelly O

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Run by beautiful sisters, Hidmo is not only a great Eritrean restaurant, but the place to be and to see some of the dopest hiphop headz in the 206: Silent Lambs Project, Blue Scholars, Abyssinian Creole, Specs One, Amos Miller. You will also hear new hiphop and pop from Addis Ababa and feel the spirit of a new Africa, one that has not lost a sense of its past but is oriented to the future. I love Hidmo. (2000 S Jackson St, 329-1534. 11 am—midnight.) by Charles Mudede

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When Robert Morris converted an abandoned gravel pit into an earthwork in 1979, he didn't intend to cover up the land's past abuse and turn it into an idyllic setting. He carved his pit into pleasing curves but left human-height tree stumps, coated in black creosote, for all to see. Over the years, another unsightliness came into view: rampant blackberries. So, in April, a Vashon Island rancher named Tammy Dunakin let her herd of 60 goats clean up the place. It's as good as old. (Johnson Pit #30, S 216th St and 40th Pl S, SeaTac, 296-7580. Daylight hours, free.) by Jen Graves

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