DEBACLE FESTIVAL: OPENING CEREMONY AND RECORD FAIR

Local experimental label Debacle Records is keeping the weird alive with its seventh annual festival. Cairo will become a low-key drone zone for Friday night's quaintly named "Opening Ceremony," complete with the sci-fi film opening of Jonas Reinhardt's Ganymede, hypnotic fingerpicking guitarist Danny Paul Grody, and a rare set from Seattle DJ/musical decomposer Dialing In. After Friday's sublime drone candy and gentle space immersion, check out a tri-stage clusterfuckaganza of 20-plus mostly local artists the next night, ranging from dark dance to harsh noise to modular synthesthesia. Debacle will also be hosting a record label fair at Black Lodge on Saturday, beginning at noon, so take this chance to support the independent spirit while boosting your collection of physical music artifacts. Though last year's festival included several national acts (ahem, Wolf Eyes' Nate Young!), this year the focus is on Northwest artists. During the fest, Debacle will also be releasing a picture-disc LP from King Tears Bat Trip, as well as CDs from Chris Davis and Timm Mason, and an LP from L.A. Lungs. Co-organizer Rachel LeBlanc says, "We're still going strong... at least for now." Rough times for labels mean even rougher times for small-scale independent experimental labels like Debacle. Events like this sustain an integral part of what keeps Seattle interesting, and it's our duty as frontal-cortex-havers of all ages to support. Cairo, 7 pm; Black Lodge, noon.

WARTHOG, CHEST PAIN, WHITE WARDS, FREAK VIBE

Comedians David Zoe Leon and Tyler Schnupp open this Iron Lung Records–centric bill, offering necessary lighthearted relief before a night of hardcore punk assailment. New York exports Warthog should provide enough scathing, antagonistic riffage to burn holes through your earplugs, while Austin-based grindcore/power-violence act Chest Pain are similarly vexatious. Freak Vibe's snarling, bare-boned sound is akin to local contemporaries Dreamsalon, also bred in a swamp of murky, Gun Club– and Scientists-fed post-punk/pregrunge. White Wards have proved to be longtime stalwarts of Olympia's hardcore scene, crusading with ease through their punk blasts of maiming guitar and disfigured melodies for several years now. Black Lodge, 9 pm.