Til-Two will be Mosh Pit Central Thursday night, as East Coast hardcore forefathers Reagan Youth headline sets by Dust Angel, Blood Stained Reality, Nerve Control, Vindictive, and D.E.A. Reagan Youth attended the same schools — public (Forrest Hills) and hard-knock (CBGB) — as the Ramones and toured the ’80s pit-punk circuit extensively, gaining traction with their anarcho, anti-everything rants on bills that included the DKs, Bad Brains, and the Beasties. The band’s sole survivor is guitarist Paul Cripple, who has managed to continue the Youth’s legacy with a drum-tech/singer. That’s punk. The current four-piece is reportedly working on new material, a record that’ll tell the tale of original frontman Dave Insurgent. Drop the needle pretty much anywhere for a taste test. It’s all fast, furious, fun.... Best of the rest: Blk Owl hosts a Dark Times joint at El Dorado downtown. Sonic-folk sextet River City flows after the Peripherals, Diamond Lake, and I Used to Model...Soda Bar stages pop-rock throwbacks Bart Mendoza & True Stories. Dave gave you the goods on that one in this week’s Of Note...jazzy free-form groovers the Soul Fires heat up Bar Pink...O.C. garage punks the Shrills join Portland’s punk ’n’ roll four-piece the Rotties and our own North Beach (née Short Eyes) under the spire at the Tower Bar...and L.A. indie-folkie Alex Brown Church’s Sea Wolf docks at Belly Up in Solana Beach behind his latest Dangerbird disc Old World Romance. Like the oft-comp’d Iron & Wine, vocal-lite with lyrical bite.
Zooey Deschanel is a bassoon with feet. A cute bassoon whose evil, batting eyes freeze men in place before she opens her ruby slit and pours that evil elixir of a voice, with its tempered, old-soul depth and caramel-coated...what the what am I talking about?! Rewind. Restart: singer/songwriter/guitarist M. Ward and singer/actress Zooey Deschanel are out to tout She & Him’s fourth studio set, Volume 3 (!?). The old-school duets and kitschy rock-hop numbers serve the unlikely pair swell. Just swell. They will take the stage at the Open Air Theatre at SDSU. Do NOT look into her eyes.... A reunited Chronic Meter, which blasted throughout SD in the middle ’90s, will probably sell out Casbah before you read this, but check ’em out if not, and check out their latest recording of reimagined Ice-T classic “Colors.” With White Mule and Beautiful View, Chulo Vista’s representin’ at the Middletown mainstay.... Else: country-fried cutey Leanna May and her Matadors take the stage at Tin Can Ale House after John Courage & the Great Plains and Uniform Victor...Stevie Harris’s rock ’n’ soul revue the Styletones will be at Bar Pink in NoPark...while Donavon Frankenreiter and his mustache check into Belly Up for two nights of surfy singer-songer stuff Friday and Saturday nights.
I have listened to a lot of recorded New Mexico but have never caught the local indie-rock quartet onstage. I like their nostalgic new-wave ease and melodic flat-line vox. Brings me back to the Metro and London Victory clubs, head down, floor lights flashing beneath my shuffling boots, g&t spilling out all over my girlfriend’s favorite The The T-shirt. Good times. With trop-pop big band Red Pony Clock and the superawesomely named Supermodel Razor Blades, I guess I got to go...unless — life is so complicated — I end up at Brick by Brick. The Bay Park bar throws up the doors for another Dave’s Garage concert, this one featuring Trailerpark Rockstar, the Blitz Brothers, Grass Heat, and Ben Powell. You like guitar rock? Welcome to it!... Sit, there’s more: SoCal’s premier punkabilly power trio the Rocketz lands on Shakedown after like-minded locals Blood on the Saddle and Wreckin Katz...up at the U in La Holla, you got Koji at the Ché Café and Rappin’ 4-Tay at Porter’s Pub...and that prep-school gangsta Justin Bieber rolls up on the Valley View Casinorena behind his latest, Believe. I am not a Belieber, and I’ll tell you why: no way a man gussies up night after night to parody himself in front of thousands. Dude’s a cylon.
San Diego jazz pianist Joshua White’s at Dizzy’s doing some “solo explorations” for your tonal edification. Mr. White wowed ’em at the Thelonius Monk Int’l Jazz Competition, placing second, and continues to cull his hometown’s best and brightest players for some of the most engaging local combos my ears have heard. But don’t listen to me, check out what Herbie Hancock has to say: “Joshua has immense talent. I’m impressed by his daring and courageous approach to improvisation on the cutting edge of innovation”.... No? Til-Two has got a strong Sunday-nighter with a couple of lo-fi lovelies, as Ottawa’s bubblegum babydoll Peach Kelli Pop (“zero-grit sandpaper punk perfection”) joins Hardly Art’s princess of slack pop Colleen Green. And who else but Mario Orduno would be at the decks before, between, and beafter these sets.
Mars Volta + Le Butcherettes = Bosnian Rainbows. The experimental El Paso act will color Casbah with the “spacey post-hardcore” off of this year’s s/t debut. Ain’t heard it. Not my thang...I’m more of a Whitey Morgan & the 78’s-slash-El Monte Slim sort. The skronky honky-tonkers will split a bill at Soda Bar...or how about SanFran thrashcore band Punch, which hits the Ché Café after “Italian powerviolence” four-piece Holy. Brutal meatballs?
The Griffin plugs in 91X’s Loudspeaker Tuesday night, this week featuring Blacktop Royalty, Queen Caveat, Amerikan Bear, and Oh, Spirit. Yeah, me neither.... Bad Company takes the midway stage at the fair in Del Mar! Bad Company! Yeah, me neither. Want to play some pool at the Alibi?
Burger Records band Cosmonauts lands at Tower Bar on humpnight. My fave Fullerton four-piece, y’all. Real immediate garage-pop. Download If You Wanna Die, like, now: cosmonautstheband.bandcamp.com.... Else: the Bat Lords, Ssssnake, and Birdlizza fill an animal-bands bill at Til-Two...the Tin Can pops the top offa blues-rocker Scottie “Mad Dog” Blinn’s Black Market III. Lucky Lucifer and Scott Mathieson & the Shifty Eyed Dogs open that show...loud-ass locals Sleep Lady, Lord Howler, and Wha? turn up at Casbah...and electronic explorer Marco Polo discovers the Griffin. Bang.
— Barnaby Monk