COM TRUISE’S BUSY RISKINESS
Ghostly International humbly began in Ann Arbor, Michigan, started by college student Sam Valenti IV in 1999, and has become a reliable font of high-quality, diverse electronic music. One of its recent stars is Com Truise. While dude’s handle is super-lame, his music charms like a proverbial motherfucker. He makes spacey electro funk that’s informed by video games, climactic Hollywood movie scene scores, synthesizer wizards from many eras, and science fiction—but let’s hope not Scientology. Also: Com Truise has more sweet jams—check Cyanide Sisters, Fairlight, and Galactic Melt—than you have Facebook friends. With Poolside and Bonde do Rolê. Chop Suey, 9 pm, $13 adv, 21+.
MOTOR 3: PATTERNMASTER,
CRYSTAL HELL POOL, MOOD ORGAN
Every other month, Sam Melancon of Debacle Records presents Motor, a showcase for local electronic-music producers terminally uninterested in placating mainstream tastes. The third installment is typically loaded with greatness. Crystal Hell Pool‘s 2011 album Domain is a throbbing threnody for the discotheque of the damned. Patternmaster (Brain Fruit keyboardist Jon Carr with guest drummer Garrett Moore, also of Brain Fruit) makes acidic techno that squelches and pulsates with menace and cerebral freakiness. Mood Organ (Midday Veil guitarist Timm Mason) is a synth savant with vast knowledge of avant-garde electronic music’s history and the talent to translate that awareness to rewarding ends. With UWE 60D and DJ Slow. Lo-Fi Performance Gallery, 9 pm, free, 21+.
GRIMES’S ETHEREALLY PUNCHY
ELECTRO POP
Grimes (aka Claire Boucher) is a Canadian producer whose creamy, kittenish coo evokes memories of Cranes vocalist Alison Shaw. Grimes’s good third album, Visions (4AD), pits swirling, sweet melodic flourishes amid rugged rhythms. It’s a nice blend of ethereality and punchiness. Essentially, Visions is smart electronic pop with faint goth undertones that will likely appeal to fans of Zola Jesus and Maria Minerva. Elite Gymnastics (aka James Brooks) is Grimes’s Montreal buddy, now transplanted to Brooklyn; he creates chilled, bubbly, beaty pop that quickly implants itself in your memory bank and gets your muscles cheerfully twitching. With Myths. Neumos, 8 pm, $16 adv, 21+.
