THURSDAY 10/14


MARK LANEGAN BAND, NICK OLIVERI, THE ICARUS LINE
(Showbox) See CD Reviews, page 54 and Stranger Suggests, page 39.

THE ORPHAN PROJECT, AT THE SPINE, MARTIAN MEMO TO GOD
(Chop Suey) The Orphan Project are a local trio who have been playing power pop-flecked rock since 1999. This past spring, they finally released their debut EP, Am I Here to Shoot Balls or to Clear the Table? They're still fairly small fish in this very large pond, but even so, the Orphan Project attacks each show with the energy and enthusiasm of a headlining act playing to thousands. MEGAN SELING

IRON COMPOSER: KURT BLOCH VS. LESLI WOOD
(Crocodile) I'm no fan of Iron Chef or American Idol, and I generally think that improv should be left in the hands of jazz--not rock--musicians, but the Iron Composer series is a brilliant format that just gets brighter with each incarnation. Hell, just seeing which local talents the promoters at Seattle School select to compete is entertaining in itself. This month's spellbinding showdown is between two feisty, equally-talented, and good-humored hams--either of whom could easily swipe the grand prize. Sgt. Major frontman and producer/multi-instrumentalist extraordinaire Kurt Bloch will face off with fiery feminista and Ms. Led frontwoman Lesli Wood: an odd pairing on the surface, but one that will surely be buoyed by their mutual love of whiskey, power chords, and droll stage banter. Get there early--the series' popularity is growing exponentially with each round. HANNAH LEVIN

FRIDAY 10/15


THE CATHETERS, BLACKBELT
(Sunset) See Live Wire, page 49.

JOSH WINK
(Element) See Data Breaker, page 67.

DILLINGER ESCAPE PLAN, EVERY TIME I DIE, ZAO, MISERY SIGNALS
(Showbox) See preview, page 51.

GENIUS AWARDS: BUGZ IN THE ATTIC, SIENTIFIC AMERICAN, SUNTZU DJS
(Western Bridge) It's not surprising that London's broken beat kings, Bugz in the Attic, are performing at this year's Genius Awards party. Their music moves as close to art as dance music can possibly get. It was, I think, the poet Ezra Pound who once said in a rare moment of lucidity that poetry should never drift away from the sway of the dance. Meaning it shouldn't focus on the head but on the hips. The beats produced and mixed by Bugz in the Attic address (if not attack) both the head and the hips. For them, your whole body is a brain. CHARLES MUDEDE See also Stranger Suggests, page 39 and Data Breaker, page 67.

THE LASHES, SOLYONI, DALMATIANS, LEUKO
(Chop Suey) You can't really blink without seeing spots on Dalmatians, the local spaz-rock trio who punk up the dance thing into a "feel their way through it" barrage of keyboards, drums, and excited yelping. They're quite the entertainers live as well. And the Lashes, well, you should all be familiar with Lookout! Records' newest pop-punk stars, who wear their hearts firmly stitched to their sleeves. JENNIFER MAERZ SATURDAY 10/16


DO MAKE SAY THINK, KINSKI, ODESSA
(Crocodile) See Stranger Suggests, page 39.

CONVERGE, CAVE IN, BETWEEN THE BURIED AND ME, AKIMBO
(Graceland) See preview, page 51 and Live Wire, page 49.

RACHAEL YAMAGATA, TOM McRAE
(Neumo's) Like a love-spell-struck Fiona Apple, Rachael Yamagata uses her arrestingly husky voice to conjure rich romantic moods instead of reveling in oppressive anguish. She began her music career in the Chicago-based funk band Bumpus, but after dumping the schlumpy moniker and the booty-shaking circuit, she started recording pristine piano ballads under her own euphonious name. For her full-length debut Happenstance, she collaborated with accomplished instrumentalists from impressive backgrounds--and Aaron Comess, who once played the drums for the worst band in music history. By incorporating a former Spin Doctor into a brilliant album filled with catchy, lusty, slow burners, Yamagata establishes herself as Little Miss Can't Do Wrong. ANDREW MILLER

GILLIAN WELCH, OLD CROW MEDICINE SHOW
(Moore) Gillian Welch and partner David Rawlings write and perform as an acoustic duo, harmonizing in the style of the Stanley Brothers, with Welch playing guitar or banjo. She sings in a plaintive deadpan while Rawlings' leads hint at bluegrass mandolin. Welch has slipped into the skins and hearts of her songs' narrators, writing with stoicism and empathy. The songs are often dark, full of hard luck and the twilight crossroads in her characters' lives. NATE LIPPENS

Do Make Say Think
(Crocodile) Among Canadian post-rockers, Toronto's Do Make Say Think are the most consistently exciting. Over four albums, DMST have forged a distinctive vocabulary of dynamics, textures, and melodies that speaks eloquently for the power of instrumental rock. With Kinski and Odessa. DAVE SEGAL

SUNDAY 10/17


THE CONCRETES
(Neumo's) See preview, page 49.

MISFITS, ZEKE
(Fenix) Despite the moniker, the headliners are NOT THE MISFITS. This band comprises Jerry Only (Misfits founding member) on bass and lead vocals, alongside Marky Ramone (Ramones, duh) on drums, and Dez Candena (Black Flag) on guitar. Sure, a lineup of legends. But, NOT THE MISFITS. An evening of Misfits, Black Flag, and Ramones songs. It's a flippin' punk rock variety show, and, from some reports, "boring." Recommended viewing (even though it's NOT THE MISFITS)? Yes. Why? Because for better or worse, the actual Misfits ruled, Black Flag was hugely influential, and Marky is the last (basically) original Ramone standing (RIP Joey, Dee Dee, and Johnny). To diffuse the possible threat of boredom, there's the fiercely intense Zeke trio, always rip-shreddingly good. They'll be playing Zeke songs. Fancy that. NES REDNAAJ

MONDAY 10/18


BRIGHT EYES, JIM JAMES, M. WARD
(Moore) See Stranger Suggests, page 39.

EYEDEA & ABILITIES, LOS NATIVOS, ILLOGIC
(Neumo's) See Data Breaker, page 67.

TOM WAITS
(Paramount) See preview, page 49.

HEROINE SHEIKS, MURDOCK
(Catwalk) If the name of their 2001 debut, Rape on the Installment Plan, is a little too abrasive for you, wait 'til you hear the Heroine Sheiks' volatile sonic skree. Fronted by the "Crispin Glover of noise rock," AKA Shannon Selberg of the Cows, HS fuse together members of the Swans and Foetus to warp the shit out of the post-punk sprawl. Funk, experimental electronic music, and punk rarely sound this battered as when the HS boys rope them together and beat them to a pulp. JOHNNY COCKRING

SPLIT LIP RAYFIELD
(Tractor) With all due respect to Alison Krauss and Ralph Stanley, there's a hell of a lot more to bluegrass than just family-friendly PBS specials and some pleasant old songs to tap your fingers along to while listening to NPR in bumper-to-bumper I-5 traffic. Kansas quartet Split Lip Rayfield are the only contemporary purveyors of the form I would ever consider booking on a bill with Slayer (and that was before I found out they once dared a mutual friend back home to sing a Dolly Parton song with them, in drag--he accepted, of course). Their latest album, Should Have Seen It Coming, is yet another earth-scorcher; Wayne Gottstine must have fireproofed his mandolin to prevent it from bursting into flames in the studio. But don't overlook the fine songwriting as it whizzes by: "Redneck Tailgate Dream" (best mention of Skoal Bandits in a pop song since... well, ever); the jaunty "A Little More Cocaine Please" (which, fittingly, runs out far too soon); and the disc's smile-inducing closer, "Just Like a Gillian Welch Song." KURT B. REIGHLEY

MOS DEF, JILL SCOTT
(Benaroya Hall) See My Philosophy, page 57.

TUESDAY 10/19


OLD 97'S, JON RAUHOUSE, CHRISTY McWILSON
(Showbox) See Border Radio, page 59

DAVID THOMAS & TWO PALE BOYS, STEVE FISK
(Tractor) See CD Reviews, page 54.

RJD2, PRINCE PO, HANGAR 18
(Neumo's) The original soundtrack for the 1982 movie Blade Runner, which is by Vangelis, should be removed and replaced by the music made by Def Jux's producers. The instrumental version of Cannibal Ox's "Iron Galaxy" is perfect for the scene where Harrison Ford flies toward the top of the police station; Hanger 18's "Boombox Apocalypse" could soundtrack the scene that has Harrison Ford in a parked police car, going over notes, images, and data. Produced by paWL, Hanger 18's The Multi-Platinum Debut Album is thoroughly connected with the worlds produced by its label's (Def Jux) founder, E-LP. And the music of Def Jux echoes with imagery in Blade Runner: monstrously urban, dustily digital, and electrical yet cold and dark. CHARLES MUDEDE See also preview, page 53.

VERONA, IN PRAISE OF FOLLY, SPOOK THE HORSE
(Chop Suey) If you've ever seen Verona live, you know frontman Kyle Logghe has a haunting voice. His spine-tingling vocals resonate through whatever room the local band plays, moving Verona's eerie, moody indie rock to another level. For those who've been anxious to hear the band in the comfort of your own home, the wait is over. This month Verona releases Rumored to Whisper Suspicion on Lujo Records, and tonight's show, with labelmates In Praise of Folly, is a celebration of their long-awaited debut. MEGAN SELING

WORM IS GREEN, SOLEX, ON! AIR! LIBRARY!
(Crocodile) Portland's Arena Rock label is becoming a serious rocktronica force, as this bill proves. Tonight we'll see if indigo-dark New York trio On! Air! Library! can earn their exclamation marks. Their self-titled 2004 disc is best when it soars into Cocteau Twins' gauzy psychedelia and, as on "Bambalance," it detours into dubby, clangorous post-rock; it's less impressive when shambling into morose slowcore territory. Worm Is Green's is Iceland's most interesting indietronica outfit (much better than the overrated Múm). Holland's Solex (Elisabeth Esselink) was on the verge of becoming the missing link between Liz Phair and Björk after three delightful electro-pop albums cobbled together with bargain-bin vinyl samples, but she never rose above cult status. Solex's new The Laughing Stock of Indie Rock (ha) quirkily picks up where 2001's Low Kick and Hard Bop left off, which is good news for lo-fi sampladelia fans (all 97 of you). DAVE SEGAL

WEDNESDAY 10/20


KJ SAWKA, DJ ZACHARIA
(Chop Suey) See Data Breaker, page 67.

HOT WATER MUSIC, ALEXISONFIRE, DON'T LOOK DOWN, MOMENTS IN GRACE
(Graceland) See All Ages Action, page 69.

YELLOWCARD, THE STARTING LINE, THE MATCHES, REEVE OLIVER
(Premier) Recently, Yellowcard's single "Ocean Avenue" took home the MTV2 award at MTV's Video Music Awards. The next day, I come into the office and a whole bunch of their publicists and record label-type people had sent e-mails screaming, "Yellowcard wins! MTV viewers love them! They're the best band ever!" NO THEY'RE NOT! They have a violinist and so everyone thinks their crybaby pop music is "something new" and "revolutionary." Do I need to remind you that this "revolutionary band" writes lyrics like "When I am a dad, Dad/I'm gonna be a good dad/Did the best you could, Dad/Always understood, Dad"? And being on a major label (Capitol), they probably got paid a couple grand just for that song alone! GROSS! MEGAN SELING

GIAMPINO RECORD DRIVE W/DJ SELF-ADMINISTERED BEATDOWN, DJ EL TORO, DJ CHERRY CANOE, AND FREDDY, KING OF PANTS
(Mirabeau Room) Imagine being a DJ and having your entire record collection go up in smoke. Sadly, that was exactly the situation in which local music PR guy Scott Giampino found himself after an arsonist set his family's house on fire this past August. Giampino's friends are coming together once again in his support, though, for a record drive to replenish some of that old punk, funk, and soul wax. To help out you can either check out the Giampino registry at www.kingblind.com/giampino, bring a record-store gift certificate of $5 or more to the Mirabeau Room, or pay a $5 cover that will go toward the vinyl fund. Any method of donation will surely lead to livelier dance floors around town. JENNIFER MAERZ

EXPLOSIONS IN THE SKY, ELUVIUM, LOW SKIES
(Crocodile) Seattle's Eluvium (Matthew Cooper) creates swathes of muted and subtly treated guitar and piano tones that swirl, arc, and disperse into the rarefied ether occupied by crucial works like Brian Eno, Robert Fripp, Fennesz, and Erik Satie. Eluvium can get murkily oceanic or turbulently spacey on you, but whichever mode he's in, he forges compellingly immersive sonic environments. With a poise and emotional heft more advanced than most musicians in their 20s, Eluvium has released two critically acclaimed CDs for Temporary Residence--the guitar-centric Lambent Material and the piano-based An Accidental Memory in the Case of Death. His February 2005 album, Talk Amongst the Trees, is Eluvium's most beautiful batch of six-string excursions. DAVE SEGAL

Support The Stranger

Sponsored