With this year’s Sunbather, SanFran band Deafheaven has made black metal a household form. Okay, adventurous households. Fine, very adventurous households. By fitting black metal’s blast and bombast into a shoegaze haze of melodic fuzz and slow-grooving post-rock rhythms, they’ve discovered a strain of modern music that is cathartic and chill at once. George Clarke’s jugular is stuck in that Kung-Fu grip of screamo-meets-dreamo throughout the vocal verses, but the words are literate, confessional, desperate, hopeful. Opener “Dreamhouse” describes the arc of this conceptual set, while centerpiece “Sunbather” reveals Clarke’s ideal — a beautiful woman in repose on her lawn. The question is raised whether Clarke wants her or to be her. In any event, you’ve got housework to do. Drop the needle on this thing, and in 60 minutes your adventurous household will be clutter-free. For fans of the brand, Wreck and Reference and Deathday open these must-see sets at the Void.... Miss the door to that, however, and want to keep it weird, Spock’s Beard will be at Brick by Brick for the Inside Out 20th Anniversary gig. L.A.’s prog perennials follow Randy George and Jolly. Fair warning, howevst, this baby’s running 50 big ones at the door...need to keep some late-night burrito bucks in your pocket, maybe check out up-and-coming chunk punks the Paper Thins at Bar Pink with L.A. alt-rawk act Queen Caveat...or rootsy barroom rockers Blackout Party at Casbah after Palace Ballroom and the Dirty Sirens.
Daptone rock-n-soul revivalists Charles Bradley & His Extraordinaires will be at Belly Up behind this year’s crit-hit Victim of Love. Mr. Bradley broke at the age of 62, discovered covering James Brown in a NYC nightclub. In his own voice, a wave of woe and wow borne from a life of odd jobs, homelessness, and heartache, Bradley, aka the “Screamin’ Eagle of Soul,” conjures genre giants Otis Redding and Ray Charles. And with one of the baddest backing bands in showbiz, Bradley “sounds like an heir, not an impersonator” (Rolling Stone).... Aquarian choir Polyphonic Spree’s at HoB behind this year’s Yes, It’s True, which, according to the Independent, sounds like “the Flaming Lips fronted by Deepak Chopra.” Good one. Seryn and Haunted Summer set it up.... Chicago blues lifer Buddy Guy (77!) will grace the stage at Humphrey’s by the Bay. Mr. Guy this year released his 27th studio set. The RCA record, Rhythm & Blues, is a Billboard hit that includes the Junior Wells classic “Messin’ with the Kid” with Kid Rock, as well as takes with Aerosmith’s Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, and Brad Whitford. B-b-b-b-bad George Thoroughgood and his Destroyers headline.... Best of the rest: Neighbors to the North, Nformals, Schitzophonics, and the Mittens fill an indie-eclictic bill at the Griffin...Drew Andrews & Spectral Cities split one with Manuok at the Whistle Stop. Miho’s curbside for when them beer munchies hitcha...Yolo County’s “kick-ass Western garage” group West Nile Ramblers will play til 2 at Til-Two...while Lemuria, Destruction Unit, and Shiva Trash fill the Void with punk’d rock noise.
Rootsabilly rowdies Kim Lenz & the Jaguars set up at Soda Bar behind this summer’s set, Follow Me, which is loaded with the band’s signature slap and click bass, chicken pickin twangin’, and down home Texas sangin’. Fans of the brand can track this one between Elvis and X, alphabetically and sonically. Likeminded local El Monte Slim up first.... Eighties radio staples Toad the Wet Sprocket (“Walk on the Ocean,” “All I Want”) hop into Humphreys after Americana trio Grant Lee Buffalo. When, in 1993, Michael Stipe declared GLB’s Fuzzy record of the year, I had to have a listen. I still own it, but I don’t listen to it like I listen to '93 releases In Utero or In on the Kill Taker or even Wu-Tang. I know, apples and oranges, I’m just saying, I’m a lot smarter than Michael Stipe.... From Ventura, “no-nonsense throwback soul” sextet Jeff Hershey & the Heartbeats hit Bar Pink behind this year’s Undergoround Classics, a punk covers EP that rewrites Fear, Misfits, and Agent Orange.... Got a couple gigs listed on the same night in the same room at the same time at House of Blues, so you do the legwork if either of these things speak to you: 91X’s SRH Fest, featuring Unwritten Law, Strung Out, and Sprung Monkey AND/OR the Clash of Titans tour, featuring the Alkaholiks. Yeah, I’m pretty indifferent, too.... Ooh, look, northa town, Porter’s Pub’s serving Honey Cocaine. She’s a Cambodian rapper from Toronto...and northa northa town, Belly Up’s got the “king of the surf guitar,” Dick Dale.
Super Sunday night, SanDago, as Nashville’s rootsicana big band the Truth & Salvage Co. rolls into the Griffin after the sonically simular Song Preservation Society...indie-folkie Luke Redfield (born and raised in Duluth, just like Dylan, yo) plays Soda Bar after Late Night Howl and Ed Ghost Tucker. Check out Chad’s piece on Late Night Howl in this week’s Blurt for more on them...Hole’s Courtney Love will be at Belly Up, and wouldja look at this, Michael Stipe comes up twice in one week in the Crawler. Apparently, Ms. Love and Mr. Stipe are recording together. Shut the front door!...and if you missed SanFran rock-hop band Sonny & the Sunsets a couple weeks ago, they are back at Casbah with Cat Burglar.
It’s a Melvins Monday, kids, so put on your big gray wig and get ready for the gig. Buzzy and the boys are touring in advance of Tres Cabrones, which according to the www, reunites the 1983 lineup, with original drummer Mike Dillard and current drummer, Dale Crover, playing bass. Honky opens the show. This same bill goes down Tuesday night up at Pappy & Harriets in Pioneertown. I’m going there, doing that.... For you classic-rock radio types, SDSU’s Open Air is staging them crazy over you Wilson sisters, Heart, after Jason Bonham’s Led Zepplin Experience.
Tuesday looks like a laundry night for me, but for you 24-hour party people who are going to be out anyway, Belgian chanteuse Selah Sue and Bushwalla split a fun singer/songer bill at House of Blues...reggae’s “rub-a-dub” dancehall DJ Yellowman’s at Brick by Brick...and Boise’s grumpy punks Bone Dance (sounds like “an unreasonably angry toilet flush”) takes the stage at Ché Café after Globe & Beast, Colombian Necktie, and Hands That Mold.