DIA DE LOS MUERTOS: GRUPO XOCHIPILLI, EDNA VASQUEZ, RAFA DE ALASKA Y SUS COMPAS, DEATH SONGS, DJ CHAACH, DJ CUCUY
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) Who wants your skulls? Holocene. Show up for Luz Elena Mendoza's Day of the Dead festival outside Sunnyside Elementary and then zombie-march yourself over to the club for a night of art, Aztec dancing, and traditional and modern music. Go. Your ancestors miss you. DENIS C. THERIAULT
PETER WOLF CRIER, BIRDS & BATTERIES
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) Read our article on Peter Wolf Crier.
YOUTHBITCH, WHITE FANG
(Bunk Bar, 1028 SE Water) Ah, Youthbitch. How your name suits you. Your new album, the brilliantly titled YouthbitchYouthbitchYouthbitchYouthbitchYouthbitch, was recorded on a budget of "three six-packs and some pizzas," and it sounds like the reason some adults spank their kids. It's the perfect pastiche of cheeky Brit-punk and powerpop à la the Boys and Mick Jones, or the Adverts on less speed. Pretty much the perfect soundtrack for knife-fighting or pilfering your mom's happy pills. I'm telling you, songwriters Nico and Poleman really piss their pants on this record, and their adolescent songs of truancy, whorish girlfriends, and C-minuses are outrageously skeezy and fun. If it sounds like these boys are no frills, it's because they are. But ya know what, they've got moxie, and you don't need to fuck with that. Just get off my couch and find a goddamn job already! CHRIS CANTINO
RICHARD THOMPSON, THE WEBB SISTERS
(Aladdin Theater, 3017 SE Milwaukie) I can't think of many artists less Halloweeny than English-born songwriter/guitarist Richard Thompson—to my knowledge he has written zero songs about candy—but the man has been known to do a Britney Spears cover or two. Thompson probably won't be doing too many covers (the musical equivalent of putting on a costume) during his two-night stint at the Aladdin; rather, on this solo acoustic tour, he's revisiting his own back catalog, doing a mini-set of three or four songs from a randomly selected album from his immense discography. Considering how many records the man has put out since leaving Fairport Convention in 1971, that's a lot of ground, and the chances are good for him to play something quite rare—and considering how consistent a songwriter he is, the chances are equally good that it'll be something great. Plus, there will be costumes: Look for an alarming number of middle-aged male disciples wearing Thompson's trademark beret. NED LANNAMANN