The Blood Brothers! You remember them! Five Seattle dudes—bassist Morgan Henderson, guitarist Cody Votolato, drummer Mark Gajadhar, the two screeching standing singers Johnny Whitney and Jordan Blilie—and a wardrobe full of striped shirts and those belts with holes in them! If you don’t remember, the Blood Bros made creatively abrasive music from 1997 to 2007 that made some people really upset (gentle indie folk who hated striped shirts), but made other people really happy (blast-beat appreciat... more » $20/$22.
Punk’s not dead! Well, at least Seattle punk isn’t—mainly thanks to the valiant efforts of Brian Foss, booker and KEXP DJ (Sonic Reducer, every stinkin’ Saturday from 9 p.m. to midnight!). Local bad boys Zeke have been playing their speedy, Motörhead-esque brand of “chain-saw punk” since 1993. The LA Weekly once said they “sound[ed] like the Dwarves, if they snorted a tub of meth every day.” Zeke also once recorded a cover of GG Allin’s “Die When You Die.” Now the Derelicts, also local and hai... more » $12/$15.
Okay, this is big. DJ/producer Daniel Avery—a resident at London’s famed Fabric club—is making his Seattle debut tonight, first playing Re-bar and then hitting up a Capitol Hill afterhours loft party put on by the High & Tight collective (the last ever at this great space; email email@example.com for details on the latter, the sooner the better). Avery’s 2014 Drone Logic album on Erol Alkan’s Phantasy Sound label is supremely psychedelic listen, a subtle acid-techno classic with roots in... more »
Earth, Wind & Fire were among the most zodiacal and flamboyantly garbed figures in the R&B scene throughout the ’70s. But before they donned the glittery bellbottomed jumpsuits, they cut five deep funk records—including the scorching soundtrack to Sweet Sweetback’s Baadasssss Song—that boasted unstoppable grooves, much kalimba, and intricate, bold dynamics (see “Power” and “Bad Tune” for proof). They inflated those traits into shinier, more accessible forms in the mid ’70s, dominating radio and... more »
The eponymous cornerstone of Linda Derschang's nightlife empire hosts its fifth annual free music festival, and this year's lineup is dynamite. On the roster: the mystical tree-punks Kithkin (who describe themselves as a "Cascadian youth tribe out to spread the hidden knowledge of the forests"), the raucous old-school rock ’n’ roll of Thunderpussy (who describe themselves as "a diamond in the muff"), the melodic racket of the Young Evils (a studio two-piece turned five-member live band), the al... more » free.
Terry Malts are three dudes on guitar, drums, and bass, super basic Ramones-y chord progressions, and disaffected Ian Curtis–vibes vocals. This could describe so many all-boy three-pieces. But there's more to Terry Malts than that, and it's mostly that they do the totally-fucking-catchy poppy-punk-band thing so perfectly. They're as antiauthority as they are anti-frills. "Nauseous" is a killer earworm, finding vocalist Phil Benson singing a brilliantly simple chorus that constantly gets s... more » $10.
What is dead may never die. So it goes with Northwest indie mainstays the Posies, who, despite supposedly calling it quits about 15 years ago, have since released a “best of” compilation, a collector’s edition box set, multiple live records, and, believe it or not, two relatively middling albums of new material. Luckily, their live shows tend to rely on their unerringly solid back catalog of proletarian, occasionally transcendent alt-rock. If you can forgive the seeming cash-cow nature of the P... more » $20/$25.
Seattle foursome Ubu Roi cruise through riff-age and rock-age with a gritty force, making hot ’n’ bothered punk full of pizza-fueled, pro-party vibes. Elsewhere on this ultimate summer fun-time bill, Oakland natives Satan Wriders' hazy, weirdo garage rock sounds like something that would be supported by Brooklyn post-punk revivalist label Captured Tracks. Borrowing an unmistakably '80s, lo-fi jangle-punk sound and twice mutating it through a bedroom-dub lens, the Wriders create something seamle... more »
How often do Siltbreeze Records bands come through Seattle? Not very, so fans of that venerable Philadelphia indie label’s sporadic output should swarm to this show to witness Amanda X. Their new album, Amnesia, deals in the sort of congenial, burly melodic rock that groups like Scrawl, Helium, and Sleater-Kinney elevated to an art form. Amanda X’s tunes rumble and corkscrew in patterns just slanted enough to keep your jaded ears happy and surprised. Amnesia is actually pretty unforgettable. DA... more » $8.
When an unknown band or solo artist sends a CD-R with Sharpie’d names and titles on it, a critic immediately lowers expectations. Experience repeatedly prepares us to be underwhelmed by such artifacts. So when Seattle quartet Spontaneous Rex’s Come at the King CD-R arrived recently, I didn’t expect auspicious things. Thankfully, Spontaneous Rex sucker punched the skepticism right out of me. The four long, eventful songs here circulate in the higher realms of jazz fusion, prog rock, and electron... more » $6.
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