TENDER AGE, A WEEKEND AT THE FEELIES, CELIBACY NOW
Portland dreamgaze-pop band Tender Age make pretty sounds perfect for fantasizing about mini-umbrellas on tropical beaches. Tonight is the release party for the follow-up 7-inch—"Anything"/"Mirrors"—to last year's sun-hazed self-titled EP, out on new Portland-based label Track & Field Records. With kaleidoscopic whorls of glittering guitar feedback, atonal coos, and tambourine-filled backbeats, this young band should pique the interest of C86 jangle enthusiasts and fans of the Jesus and Mary Chain's less chainsawed moments. Evocative of peak-time Slowdive's bliss-toned sprawl, Tender Age's sedated pop is ideal for getting lost in. Very new local trio Celibacy Now's music doesn't have an internet presence yet, but they have already made quite an impression with their Manifesta, which asserts, among many things, "We are claiming celibacy—the state of being unmarried—as revolution," "We reject abuse in all its forms," and "We will not be silenced." Preach it! With A Weekend at the Feelies' down-tempo bedroom pop. Cairo, 8 pm.
TANGERINE, THE YELLOW DRESS, CRAIG SALT PETERS
On Craig Salt Peters's new album, Songs for Hungry Ghosts (Lost Sound Tapes/Jigsaw Records), sparkly guitars and unabashed sad-boy feelings abound. It's a strong, emo-tinged singer-songwriter punk debut, with Peters bristling with lyrical candidness and sharp melodies delivered steadfastly by his band. Local indie-pop act Tangerine headline the night, and should provide even more anti-gray solace with their beach-ready, '60s-inspired pop. Last summer's Radical Blossom EP was a coyly sweet treat, lacing sugary female vocals with twangy, bursting flickers of guitar and even more tambourine. Tangerine's songs instantly bloom inside your earspace and stay there. With the Yellow Dress. Heartland, 8 pm.
PIG DNA, CRIME ZONE, COP ROT, BRICKLAYER, TRRASH
If you're looking for something completely unhuggable for your weekend show-going, check out this hardcore-and-punk-centric show. Be sure to catch Cop Rot, a newly formed act whose strident guitar lines dictate with a surprising grooviness. Judging from Trrash's demo, expect shrill, indiscernible screams and yelps over a slurry of belligerent riffs, performed furiously and abruptly. With Bricklayer, Crime Zone, and Pig DNA. Black Lodge, 9 pm. 
