STARFUCKER, BLOUSE
(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) Starfucker (and all variations of their contentious name) might just be the bellwether for the next generation of Portland music. From their modest house-show roots to the recent string of sold-out dates across the country, Starfucker have assembled a respectable empire on their own terms. The quartet's bouncy sound is unlike anything typically associated with the Pacific Northwest, yet at the same time it's a unique snapshot of modern-day Portland. (In many ways, to not like, or "get," Starfucker is to not like modern-day Portland.) There is little denying that with their breakthrough Reptilians, Josh Hodges & Co. have created an accessible, simplistically precise sound that resonates with kids far beyond this little bubble we call home. If you need more proof of Starfucker's broad and well-deserved appeal, then catch them on any one of their three local release shows for Reptilians, each at a different venue, and each with a different selection of up-and-coming support bands. First they paved the future of Portland music, and now they are cultivating it. EZRA ACE CARAEFF


PORTUGAL. THE MAN, TELEKINESIS, BRAINSTORM
(Roseland, 8 NW 6th) Seattle's Telekinesis make some of the brightest, most ebullient indie pop coming out of the Pacific Northwest, and have been on a major upswing since signing to Merge Records, who released 2009's self-titled debut, and the new 12 Desperate Straight Lines. Spearheaded by multi-instrumentalist/songwriter Michael Benjamin Lerner, the lineup has changed many times, but now Lerner has found a solid running mate with former Blood Brother Cody Votolato. On 12 Desperate Straight Lines, Telekinesis crunched up their sound a bit, drawing influence from the darker contours of the Cure's The Head on the Door while still engaging in power-pop hooks and effusive indie rock stylings À la Death Cab for Cutie (DCFC's Chris Walla produced both Telekinesis records). Lerner isn't as smitten as he was on his debut, which was largely written while in a cross-country long-distance relationship. But for all of Lerner's slight bitterness and hopelessness that comes across on 12 Desperate Straight Lines, he still has a way of making you fall in love, all over again. TRAVIS RITTER


KPSU BENEFIT: THE MEAN JEANS, GUANTANAMO BAYWATCH, STARPARTY
(Backspace, 115 NW 5th) It's spring-cleaning time! But rather than dragging out the lemon Pledge, why not hit up the KPSU spring pledge event at Backspace? It's guaranteed to clean out your gunky eardrums and dust off your dancing huaraches, with the rockin' party jams of the Mean Jeans and Guantanamo Baywatch. Think of it as a sweat cleanse. COURTNEY FERGUSON


ARCHITECTS AND HEROES: STEPHEN R, BUSINESS 80, CHRIS ALICE, AUDIOELECTRONIC
(BC's, 2433 SE Powell) Tonight's Architects and Heroes showcase is hosted by Nude Photo Music, a Portland-based record label with a focus on soulful, melodic house music. Architects and Heroes is a Southern California label that releases eclectic sounds that are a little difficult to classify, but definitely more aligned with the future beat movement of Los Angeles than anything in the house or techno realm. The somewhat unlikely collaboration features performances by artists from both rosters, aiming to build a connection between LA and Portland's electronic music scenes in a post-genre context. What a welcome sentiment and a perfect opportunity to close up some of the unnecessary fractures in our own community. Oh! And there's a laptop battle, which at press time still had a few spots available. AVA HEGEDUS


THE FELICE BROTHERS, YOU ARE PLURAL, VIKESH KAPOOR
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) Loving the Felice Brothers has always been a tricky proposition. These are the Upstate New Yorkers responsible for "Frankie's Gun!" one of the greatest roots-rock tunes to ever get woozily pumped out of an accordion, hoarsely hollered, and strummed on out-of-tune guitars all the way through its "sha na na" chorus. But the Felice's 2009 record, Yonder Is the Clock, didn't quite connect—more of a glancing blow than a full-on punch. And now there's the puzzling new Celebration, Florida, which incorporates electronic, dancehall, and stadium jock-rock elements into the band's dirty folk sound, to uncomfortable effect. The album, recorded in the basement of a high school near the Hudson River, is unlike anything else out there, and while it might take awhile to determine whether it's a piece of inspired genius or colossal folly, at least there's a good chance you'll get to hear "Frankie's Gun!" tonight. NED LANNAMANN


DESSA, SIMS, LAZERBEAK, SAPIENT, CLOUDY OCTOBER
(Rotture, 315 SE 3rd) The fairest member of the Doomtree crew, Dessa, is making the rounds in support of her debut solo long-player A Badly Broken Code. This Lazerbeak-produced recording is hardly your typical hiphop affair, as Dessa bounces between a gentle R&B croon and a breathy, rapid-fire flow. Traditionalists will have to scrape their jaw off the linoleum after witnessing a set that features both boisterous call-and-response rhymes, and smoldering torch songs anchored by a stand-up bass player. If you are looking for reference points to Dessa's sound, you won't find any here (and not just because female emcees are an endangered species in the dude-first rap kingdom). But if you have grown fatigued with the typical hiphop live show (hey look, its three emcees on stage, all clutching mics and towels!), then you have your destination for tonight. EAC