For the first time ever again, human jukebox El Vez and rockabilly filly Rosie Flores join forces at Casbah for the annual Mexmas show — ¡Christmas con queso! According to the Casbah’s billing, “Perhaps the original Latino Donnie and Marie! She’s a little bit country, and he’s a little bit rock and roll...both wishing you a ¡Feliz Navidad! in a new Latino Christmas tale created especially for you.” With the one-man rhythm section known as the Hobo Marquis in the role of Bad Santa, this’ll be some freaky fun festivities!.... Nosomush? Hip-hop ’n’ soul-pop originals Bone, Thugs-N-Harmony visit House of Blues...Reno punk trio and Fat Wreck recording artists Cobra Skulls take the stage at Soda Bar after Bombpops go off...and surf-guitar guru Dick Dale does his holiday thing at Belly Up after our own blues-rock outlaws the Tilt.
San Diego indie-rock veterans reassemble for “a very Kut U Up holiday event” at Belly Up Monday night. After ten years, the band bounced back in ’013 with the “sneering...melodic...svelte little EP” Worse Than Wolves. New Noise magazine says, “Picture Green Day meets the Stooges and you’ve got a recipe for six upbeat, emotionally unhinged numbers that should easily put Kut U Up back on the map.” (Hopefully not the same map used by that wreck of a pop-punk vehicle Riding in Vans with Boys.) Second Generation and Loose Snakes slither in first.... Otherwises: borderland post-rock band Deck B plays a freebie at Soda Bar with Requiem for the Rockets and Mascara Monsters...Griffin stages some mellow Monday indie muzak, featuring St. Cloud Sleepers, Black Sands, and a solo set by Jeans Wilder...and Tin Can Ale House’s Tin Can Country Club “ruins Christmas” with a little help from that strings ’n’ things big band the Bible Brothers.
Casbah’s annual Exile on Kettner Christmas Eve will continue the club’s year-end tradition of covering Stones classics as well as deep cuts, by a group that includes so many local longtimers and hangers-on that I can’t even begin to list ’em. Go say hey to old friends and who knows, you may even end up onstage singing “Down Home Girl” while they’re intro-ing “Brown Sugar” and getting a pointy-toed black boot in the arse. Not that that’s ever happened to me or anything...
Happy merry this week and then on to the business of 2014 next. PEACE!