“Honey, I’m home.” Ex-Jehu/Hot Snake Rick Froberg’s back, and he’s brought his Brooklyn band the Obits. Alongside Edsel’s Sohrab Habibion, these two slingers know how to roll and right when to rock, wrapping casual, catchy leads around Froberg’s trademark chunk and gritty yell. With tight-knit rhythm-makers bassist Greg Simpson and drummer Scott Gursky, Obits make one grown-up punk-rock racket, or as Spin prints, “The roar of adults who’ve had enough of your crap.” Slap on this year’s keeper, Moody, Standard and Poor, and then book a sitter. With Beaters and Disappears up first, this is going to be a fun one at Casbah.... Else: L.A. alt-rockers Queen Caveat reign at Bar Pink. Get a load of the video for “What Built Me” and lead lady Lauren Little, yo-ho: myspace.com/queencaveat.... Funk soul brother Charles Bradley’s touring in support of this year’s Daptone disc No Time for Dreaming. He’ll be at Solana Beach hot spot Belly Up Tavern.... Multi-Grammy-winning, multiplatinum hip-hopper Lil Wayne will entertain the Cricket in advance of this year’s hotly anticipated Tha Carter IV. It was supposed to be out in May but’s been pushed to next Tuesday. I can hardly wait.
The New York Times calls R. Stevie Moore a “lo-fi legend.” Huh... To the Wik: “The prolific Moore has self-released over 400 cassette and CD-R albums since 1968, as well as dozens of home videos, mostly through the R. Stevie Moore Cassette Club, a home-based label.” Reeeally...
R. Stevie Moore plays the Ché Café Friday night.
Trawling the web we gather that Moore craps the eccentric-pop that causes others of his ilk — Daniel Johnson, Andy Partridge, Jeff Mangum — great pains to pass. I know, disgusting imagery, but I’m on a roll, and it’s listenable, full of beans, and my interest is wicked piqued. Moore will play the Ché Café Friday with Alex Miranda, Tropical Ooze, and Twin Cabins.... Northa campus, L.A. indie hit Airborne Toxic Event rolls over the horse track’s post-race freebie with critical curiosity All at Once. “[A] half-arsed muppet show executed with the charisma of a terminally ill sloth,” according to NME. Ouch.... San Ant’s perveyors of psychedelic punk the Butthole Surfers drop in on Brick by Brick. Flip or click to Dave Good’s “Of Note” on this influential outfit for the lowdown. L.A.’s metal-edged 400 Blows goes first.... From Buffalo, the garage-rocking Bloody Hollies turn up at Eleven behind this year’s Yours Until the Bitter End...and, local-like, indie acts Black Hondo and Little Fowl follow the Heartbeat Trail into Tin Can Ale House.
Bar Pink books the gig to get to Saturday as Seattle drone-pop newbies Grave Babies join one of our fave SanFran bands, Young Prisms, at the North Park bar.
Grave Babies crawl into Bar Pink Saturday.
“We think it’s funny to highlight really fucked up shit and veil it so people don’t really know what they are actually getting down to." So, essentially, you’re sitting around in the Seattle rain, making vegan sausages, and tricking people into dancing to songs about eating babies? “Basically, yeah. That’s kind of my entire life at the moment.” That’s from a Vice mag chat with Danny of Grave Babies, which you can read all of if you want to under viceland.com/music. Tags for this show: lo-fi, goth, reverb-y, droning, swank ooze.... The best of the rest Saturday night has that vamping doubleneck guitar guy in L.A. post-rock experimentalists El Ten Eleven landing at Casbah with Sister Crayon who, according to their hometown paper the Sacramento Bee, “color outside the musical lines”...first-wave L.A. punks Angry Samoans (The ’90s Suck and So Do You) take down the Shakedown with Battle Flask and Midnight Eagle...Tin Can Ale House stages Emma Ruth Rundle’s (Red Sparrowes) prog-pop project the Nocturnes with Willamette, Oregonians Norman (Parson Redheads), who describe their sound like “[their] surroundings: green, lush, and often soggy”...O.C. skate-punk perennials the U.S. Bombs land on Til-Two with Pascal Briggs and Wooly Mammoth...local barroom-rocking supergroup the Midnight Rivals (Lucy’s, Louis, Rocket) play Eleven with the country-fried April Ventura & the Magnolias...Brick by Brick hosts a heavy-metal benefit for the families of Flight 93, featuring Caskets on Parade, Aizen (their last reunion gig, they swear), Beneath Lanston, Moxie, and Comfort in Rage...and proggy post-rockers Beware of Safety play Ché Café with Kill the Moon and Death on Mars. What’s with the interstellar haters?
Some suh-weet Sunday-nighters, Sunday-nighters, as Soda Bar rolls out punk-pop British duo the Carpettes. These John Peel faves were on Beggars Banquet in the ’70s! With punk-rawk throwbacks the Shadow and Northern Tigers, it’s back to school....
The Carpettes punk Soda Bar Sunday night.
Bay Area experimental-pop band Man/Miracle’s at Bar Pink with like-minded locals Chairs Missing.... Minneapolis indie-rock band Tapes N’ Tapes rolls at Casbah behind its third studio set, Outside. It’s gotten mixed reviews, which should maybe prolly be chalked up to the irreplicable, shambling charm of ’05 debut The Loon. Hard to rewrite a track as insistent as “Insistor.” Denver electro-pop dude Kamtin Mohager, aka Chain Gang of 1974, opens the show.... From L.A., “LG Ones to Watch” funk-rock outfit 100 Monkeys swings into House of Blues behind this year’s Liquid Blues.... And Dizzy’s has got a doozie with Mattson 2 and the In Motion Trio, two hot local jazz-n-roll combos. Get yer mitts on the Mattsons’ very recommendable Feeling Hands for a preview.
FM 94/9 and the Anti-Monday team do one of them locals-only Staring at the Sun compilation concerts at Casbah, featuring Neon Cough, Death on Mars, and the Very, with Scott Mathiasen and SO3 in the Atari.... Chicago’s soulful garage-rock duo White Mystery, a brother/sister band, play Soda Bar with Yellow Fever, Dreamboat, and the Old In Out.
I got Tuesday at the Tin Can, as New York Folk-a-cana band Wyatt joins ex-Dirty Sweet dude Ryan Koontz and his new t’do Bully at the Bankers Hill bar.
Bushwalla's at Belly Up on Wednesday
I’m out of verbiage, so, lickety-split, your hump-night highlights’d be Cleveland’s rapping singer/songer and FOJM (“friend of Jason Mraz,” for you unwashed ones) Bushwalla at Belly Up with our own dance-pop dude Rafter...Bar Pink books Mouthbreathers with Lunar Maps...and it’ll be sonic improvisationalists Nicey Nice World at Casbah. Blam.
— Barnaby Monk