• Chop Suey was packed out for the queertastic hypercolor banana split of much wow that went down on Friday. Glitterbang got it started with their electro-witch-pop, with Nicki Danger's vocals shining brighter than the duo's neon-chartreuse capes. Next, SF's Double Duchess dropped jaws with next-level dance moves and heavy-bass hiphop, properly winding the crowd up for SSION's sleazy/arty disco meltdown of crowd-surfing and face paint.

• Lana Del Rey recently told Fader: "For me, the issue of feminism is just not an interesting concept. I'm more interested in, you know, SpaceX and Tesla, what's going to happen with our intergalactic possibilities. Whenever people bring up feminism, I'm like, god. I'm just not really that interested." Oh, right. So snoozy, this feminism thing! If we could just electricity up to the intergalactic, women will stop being raped and abused and told what they can and cannot do with their bodies by old white men with zero experience owning a vagina! Gender inequality and misogyny won't be a thing because... Mars! You'll excuse us while our fucking heads explode.

• While on vacation in the Midwest, we hit up Cleveland bar Now That's Class to see the roof-raising garage-blues rock duo Obnox, featuring the Bassholes drummer Bim Thomas on guitar and vocals. They tore it up, and, if there's any justice, Black Keys will ask them to open on their next tour. But just as noteworthy was a sign on the venue's wall featuring a drawing of a fetus drinking beer inside a womb. The slogan? "Got a bun in the oven? 2 for 1 all 9 months." Seattle drinking establishments would never be that irresponsible, right?

• Squirrel Butter brought their old-timey roots music to the raucous Georgetown Carnival on Saturday. Charlie Beck rocked the banjo, and Charmaine Slaven played guitar, sang, and did some impressive buck-and-wing dancing in her groovy kneesocks sporting the word BACON down the sides.

• At a very rad wedding on Saturday, the funk band Soul Purpose sounded awesome enough to get people ages 2 to 93 on the dance floor all at once. And their petite singer belted out a rendition of "Respect" that would've made Aretha proud.

• At a different very rad wedding on Thursday, Seattle's very excellent premiere Taylor Swift cover band, Ex-Girlfriend, showed happy/tipsy attendees the true meaning of love. And bravery. And sneaking out. And whatever else her songs are about.