FALL INTO DARKNESS: AGALLOCH, ATRIARCH, SEDAN

(Branx, 320 SE 2nd) Portland's metal scene is mightier than ever, and the Fall into Darkness festival invites you to three skull-crushing days of local notables along with imports up and down the West Coast. Tonight is headlined by one of our most gorgeous and blackest, Agalloch. I cannot stress the importance of earplugs enough. MARJORIE SKINNER


RICHMOND FONTAINE, IAN MOORE, MERCY GRAVES

(Star Theater, 13 NW 6th) Read our article on Richmond Fontaine.


DUM DUM GIRLS, CROCODILES, COLLEEN GREEN, DJ MARIO ORDUNO

(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) Did Dum Dum Girls just name an album after a Weezer song? Out last month, Only in Dreams (alternate title: Surf Wax America) finds the Los Angeles quartet filing down their once-buzzsaw rock sound to a more refined pop direction. The change suits them well: The bold "In My Head" and the hook-heavy "Bedroom Eyes" are a pair of their finest songs to date, as singer Dee Dee (Kristen Gundred) has grown into her voice, something she only hinted at on the Yours Alone EP and the I Will Be LP. Billmates Crocodiles heap out unfuckwithable doses of pop and noise, the finest combination of bubblegum hooks and eardrum-puncturing clamor this side of Psychocandy. My ears are still ringing from the band's 2008 show at Tube. That'll go away soon, right? Right? EZRA ACE CARAEFF


PORTLAND TATTOO EXPO PARTY: RABBITS, THE AX, WOLFPUSSY

(Bossanova Ballroom, 722 E Burnside) What could be better than turning your skin into hamburger and permanently marking yourself with ink? How about doing that, and then getting your brains scrambled by some serious rock and roll? The Portland Tattoo Expo and sponsor Rose City Steel have put together a trio of local acts to help numb the pain after you get that sweet barbed-wire armband. Relax and let Wolfpussy's tunes get you High on Fire and take you for a stroll through their Soundgarden (sorry). The Ax will bring their mechanical rock monster—composed of massive drums and gargantuan riffs—that will help distract you from the fact that your mother won't be pleased with that naked lady tat. And finally, press your butt to the speakers and let Rabbits' less-than-cuddly filth rock sandblast your ex's name away with frantic screams and guitars distorted beyond belief. Rock music and tattoos go together like regrets and laser removal. ARIS WALES




SAD HORSE, DEAF WISH, EIGER SANCTION

(The Know, 2026 NE Alberta) Australian musician Max Kohane once compared the Melbourne group Deaf Wish to legends like the Wipers and HÜsker DÜ. I've only experienced Deaf Wish's latest album, 2010's Mercy, but I'm hearing more of the former's speedy, linear clangor than the latter's gift for soaring melodies couched in symphonic, buzzsaw guitar heroics. Whatever the case, these are excellent reference points for a rock band and Deaf Wish's occasional forays into more subdued songcraft prove they can get poignant without ladling on the high-fructose corn syrup. DAVE SEGAL