L.A. alt-rock staples Weezer will play post-races at Del Mar track this Saturday.
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Bay Area band Terry Malts pours its brand of melodic punk on the Void Thursday night.

Thursday 15
SanFran garage-punk band Terry Malts is touring in advance of next month’s Slumberland set Nobody Realizes This Is Nowhere. If lead single “I Was Not There” is any indication, the trio’s “chainsaw pop” is still in full-throttle, head-lopping swing. (I’m going to paste a clip for you online, so fans of the brand would do well to give it a click while they read this week’s picks.) Last year’s Killing Time was a grower, with its pummeling hardcore riffage and affected Brit brat croon. Happy to report that Killing Time is still doing time in the truck’s carousel, and I can’t wait for this show and possibly pulling an advance of the new one from Merch Guy’s stash. Malts pours its thick, sweet treats into the Void tonight after Heavy Hawaii, Synthetic ID, and Tony Molina.... Else: SoCal indie hits Cold War Kids march into House of Blues behind this year’s mixed bag Dear Miss Lonelyhearts. Up-and-coming indie-blues duo Papa set it up...Casbah stages Echo Park’s psych-pop quintet Mystic Braves with the ever-rolling indie-folkies Blank Tapes, Hindu Pirates, and our own Shiva Trash...rootsy Brit Bobby Long joins Michael Bernard Fitzgerald and Jesse LaMonaca to fill a singer/songwriter bill at Bay Park bar the Griffin...while Soul Fires light up Bar Pink with their brand of jazz-tempered dance jams.

Soda Bar sets up slo-fi songsmith Alex Bleeker and his Freaks on Friday.

Friday 16
Bassist Alex Bleeker of Real Estate and Alex Bleeker & the Freaks is a steady-eddy songsmith of the slo-fi ilk who will make for a comfortable addition to the Woodsist family of bands. Bleeker et Freaks deliver Woodsist debut How Far Away to Soda Bar Friday night. Bleeker grounds his ethereal Real Estate rhythming for a Dead-country song-cycle that bemuses a break-up without bemoaning the listener. We’ve all been there, and Bleeker’s ease with the subject suggests he’s been there and back a few times. Rock-writer Paul Thompson writes, “As far as guys talking your ear off about their problems, you could do a lot worse.” I’d say Bleeker puts the “ican” in Americana if I didn’t think that was totally lame. (I’ll leave the fate of that last sentence, and this one I guess, up to my steady-eddy editor. What are you talking about? You don’t have an editor. — The proofreader.) Ditches and Mothlight up first.... Best of the rest: Celebrating Lisa Punker Princess' birf, her boy Branden, his band Sculpins, as well as DPI, United Defience, Hocus, and Barking Spiders fill a candle-blowin’ bill at Til-Two...from Topeka, Midnight Ghost Train rolls into town behind Buffalo, the trio’s debut of “Sabbath meets dark Delta blues.” They’ll be under the spire at Tower with Bhore Lord and White Mule...them cinematic psychedelic cowboys of rock Spindrift (think Brian Jonestown in chaps) spins into the Griffin after the fine, locally grown fare of Kut U Up, Golden Beaches, and Amerikan Bear...and up at Belly Up, that mad bassist, Les Claypool of Primus, has a brand-new thang he calls Duo De Twang. They’ll take the stage after Reformed Whores, a couple NYC musical-comedy gals that have yet to find the line they won’t cross.

Saturday 17
So what’s up with Weezer? I’ve no idea. They put out a pair in 2010, Hurley and Death to False Metal, which eluded me. I’m not a fan, apparently, but the few Weezer gigs I’ve attended, I remember enjoying myself in that beats-cutting-the-grass way, which is why I will def. be at the track on Saturday for some horse gambling and alt-rock gamboling. You’ll get your recommended daily allowance of Vitamin BBQ, too, as it’s this summer’s Grill Fest on the grounds. See you there. I’ll be the guy in the sauce-stained Tee spilling my beer on anyone who will listen to my rants against horse-gambling and Weeeeezah.... If you’re still ready to rock after that, Boy King’s playing a CD-release thing at Casbah for their sophomore set, Master, which from all reports is another facemelter from the SDMA nominees (Best Hard Rock Album for debut 1 last year). With Burning of Rome, Hills Like Elephants, and Gloomsday, this bill’s filled with strange kerrang...Soda Bar sets up Brooklyn goth-pop Selebrities, who will wallow in Faith-era Cure after Rare Times and Idyll Wild...veteran Bay Area band the Molecules will be right down the street at the Void with fellow proggy noiseniks Upsilon Acrux and Innerds...while Cholo punks Shiva Trash blow into Tower Bar with Stalins of Sound and the band that “ain’t nuthin to shuck with,” Poontang Clam.

Sunday 18
Canada dance-punk band Nightbox plays Bar Pink with SanDago tribal dance duo Okapi Sun. According to the one-sheet from Nightbox HQ: “Nightbox have dedicated their life’s work to the primal bliss that rhythm brings, and their labours have consistently borne joyous, funky fruit.” There ya go.

Bay Area banjo-rock band the Tumbleweed Wanderers blow into Soda Bar on Tuesday.

Monday 19
Portland primal-rock quartet Ape Machine plugs in at Soda Bar after Fresno’s “fast tunes for slow grinds” Style Like Revelators and like-minded locals Roxy Jones. That’s a wicked pissah triple bill that’ll surely go unnoticed to all but you astute Crawler followers. See you there. I’ll be the guy in the sauce-stained Tee spilling my beer on anyone who will listen to my rants against horse-gambling and Weeeeezah.... Miss the door to that or just need a change of scenery between sets, noizy ’gazers Tennis System’s right down the street at the Void with Lie and Bernard Herman (the band, not the man)...and Casbah’s got some loud-ass locals, as Marsupials, Lord Howler, and Night Owl Massacre take the stage at the Middletown mainstay.

Tuesday 20
From Oakland, rock ’n’ soul folkies the Tumbleweed Wanderers are in the midst of a two-month countrywide sprint in support of their new joint, Worn Down Welcome, a set that shreds busker rock with banjos and lifts souls with its big-band sing-alongs. The Tumbleweeds’ll roll into Soda Bar after Soda Pants, a UCSD folky-rocky quartet that has a campus battle of the bands in its pocket as well as opening slots for national acts Matt & Kim, Ivan & Alyosha, and Portugal. The Man. They’ve been together about a year. Good onya, Pants!

Wednesday 21
Humpnight hits like this: psychedelic rock-roll band of the VU brand, Black Angels, are up at Belly Up with the Black Ryder. Dave Good broke the show down for you in this week’s Of Note, so flip or click to that for more on them...Chicago alt-pop player Andrew Belle tolls at Casbah behind his brand-spanking new (dropped yest.) Black Bear. L.A. electro-folk trio Grizfolk open that show...and shine up them dance skids, kids, as natty ass-kicker Stevie and his Hi-Stax will be teaching Funk 101 at Bar Pink.
— Barnaby Monk

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