THURSDAY 5/24

EC80R, BROOKLYN SOLIPSIST SOCIETY

(Meow Meow) This night of sonic antagonism culminates with Germany's EC8OR, heir to the post-techno apocalypse first envisioned by its Digital Hardcore label-boss and Atari Teenage Riot frontman, Alec Empire. Leading this nihilistic rave is programmer Patric Catani, whose bone-jarring beats, thrash guitar, and furious electronic fuzz eventually blur into exquisitely painful white noise. The agony is further aggravated by the ranting testimonials of punk diva Gina D'Orio. But like some twisted Zen exercise, if you can transcend the assault on your nervous system, ecstatic release awaits you on the other side. DAVID SLATTON

RECLINERLAND, BLANKET MUSIC, MOTHBALL

(Medicine Hat) Reclinerland is actually quite talented, but I'm going to talk smack about him anyway. First of all, I think it's a tad pretentious to call yourself a stinking band when you're just your stinking self, but whatever, maybe it tricks people into seeing you. Second, this wanker totally made me want to puke at a Medicine Hat show where he prefaced a song with, "This song is for a girl I once met in Paris, and if you're here tonight, this one goes out to you." Third, he's kind of folky and excessively self-loving, and I prefer metal heads who hate themselves. KATIE SHIMER

GET HUSTLE, GLASS CANDY & THE SHATTERED THEATRE, LOVE LIFE

(16's) An early evening of glamorous, art-fuck art awaits all who attend this show. Get Hustle's breathy, silent-film piano drama punk; Glass Candy's riveting, panting, kick-yer-ass-sexy garage; Love Life's crackly, pissy passion. If you're not already in the know, it would behoove you to get there, and fast. JULIANNE SHEPHERD

CHANTELLE'S BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA STARRING !WILD! STEREO DRUNKS, WATERSKIING TO CANADA, THE PRIDS, GARMONBOZIA, URBAN LEGENDS, HOLY SONS, IS THIS OK? LITE, COLIN MELOY, THE PLACES, JASON TINKEY

(Fez, 316 SW 11th Ave, free) If you don't know Chantelle Hylton (the saucy chick who made a name for herself as a music booker for the Medicine Hat)...well, it's time to jump up off that sweet & juicy and wish her a Happy Birthday today at the Fez! I can safely say without any fear of argument that Chantelle is a goddam PEACH, and has caused more than one starry-eyed gentleman to uncontrollably swoon upon making her acquaintance. And if that's not enough to lure you in, luminous bands such as The Prids, Garmonbozia, Urban Legends, Holy Sons, and more will be on site to perform and celebrate Chantelle's happy day. And the icing on the proverbial cake? You'll also be able to meet the mighty DJ "Tinks" who has been blasting Medeski Martin & Wood in our letters section for the last month. Happy B'day, Chantelle, you sweet patootie! WM. STEVEN HUMPHREY


FRIDAY 5/25

THE CHARM BRACELET STARRING FILMS, ZAK RILES

(Stumptown Coffee, 4525 SE Division) At the later version of this show (9:30 pm), see the sweetly sky-blue, ex-Operacycle Zak Riles play guitar and show some films. He probably won't do a softshoe, but if you do one quietly, Zak probably won't mind. JS See Film Shorts pg 31

RAGING TEENS VS. DIZZY ELMER

(Conan's) Billed as the Rock 'N' Roll Knock-Out, this is a two round bout for the title of Most Rockinest! Handicapping the match, I can see the strength of The Raging Teens and their crisp-like-it's-from-'56 rockabilly, but some points might be deducted due to their anal retentive dedication to the sound--it may be fun live, but on record I'll stick to the originals. Also, in the past they've let Mary Lou Lord onstage with them, so an immediate knock-out goes to Dizzy Elmer, who I think have the edge anyway. They have a bit more muscle in their chugging guitars, a little more of the dangerous, a la Carl Perkins or Jerry Lee Lewis. They sound baaaaad, where the Teens are too squeaky clean. JAMIE S. RICH

CALIFONE, CANYON, CHRIS MILLS

(Cobalt) Introspective, inventive, and bold, Califone's new full-length Roomsound (on Chicago's Perishable label) is an album that's easy to get obsessive about if you like economic songwriting that doesn't chintz on the thoughtful, well-placed musical surprises. Hazy and full of heat, Roomsound plays out like a desert daydream, a little surreal, a little itchy, and at times downright scary in the imagery it conjures. KATHLEEN WILSON

THE PLAN THE, THE OWNERS, THE PRIDS

(Ash Street) Oh, shit. You say you know, but you don't even know. In the past six months, The Plan The lost a guitarist, gained a keytar, and dropped the "et" at the end of "Planet." And you know what's so horrible about all this? They are so good, and so much more crazy now, I am at a loss for words when describing their music. It is mere brilliant madness, and I can only offer you this bit of honesty: While I was on vacation a couple weeks ago, I saw Trans Am play, and the whole time, I was thinking that it's ridiculous that Trans Am has a record label and The Plan The does not (The Plan The being superior musicians, more brainiacal songwriters and, for the most part, less inebriated). Plus, The Owners will rock your shit, and The Prids' dark, electric nouveau wäv is always on. I know where I'm going to be tonight. What about you? JS

SEKSU ROBA, THE ANUBIAN LIGHTS, THE RAY MAKERS, EARTHLINGS, DJ TONER

(B Complex, 320 SE 2nd) Crippled Dick Hot Wax is an underground novelty label that specializes in obscure and oddball reissues and recordings, most notable for its hand in bringing Vampyros Lesbos to the masses. Tonight the label brings its kitschy beat pastiche to the States for the first time: Seksu Roba, a psychedelic electronic Japanese-Korean outfit (which boasts a seven-foot gyrating robot); Anubian Lights, which is loungey electronica by way of Can; the Earthlings?, who play stoner rock; Raymakers, who perform electro-boogie lounge; and label founder DJ Toner, who creates a wonderfully eclectic mix of cerebral sounds. Oh, and bellydancers! F. VENTURA-PENA


SATURDAY 5/26

JIM YOSHII PILE-UP, THE SWORDS PROJECT, COBRA HIGH

(Fez) Although you may have read the sadly misguided opinion of our possibly-stoned writer, Steven Lankenau, on pg 17, I would like to take this time to vehemently disagree: Jim Yoshii Pile-Up and Destiny's Child are NOTHING alike. On the contrary, Jim Yoshii delivers washes of sound like a sensory deprivation chamber... or Mogwai... or the band that's opening for them, The Swords Project (minus string section). This show will be overwhelmingly pretty, and made enjoyable by the fact that neither the Swords nor Jim Yoshii dip into easy lethargy to create their beautiful, tragic dramas--as Mogwai gets more boring, its progenies make up for them with energy. Speaking of energy... though they're still a fairly new band, Cobra High is quickly gelling, and everytime I see them play, I want to sit in one of those round, white plastic chairs they made in the '70s. What that says about their music--science-probing keyboards, static-filled vocals, solid drumming and melodically cantankerous guitars that are better the louder they go--is anybody's guess, but it's good to know that, in the indie rock world, there are still bands that value smarts as much as show. JS

HUTCH HARRIS, LITTLE WINGS, BOBBY BIRDMAN, ZAK RILES

(The New Stumptown, 38th & Belmont, free) Fully expect to faint at this show, especially if you are the kind of person who thinks acoustic singer-songwriters all sound the same. Not only are all these boy-crooners the absolute dreamiest when it comes to honesty and sensitivity, but their voices and styles are distinct. One of my new favorites is Bobby Birdman, whose tissue-soft warbles remind me of the swooniest parts of Henry Mancini. And, of course, sneaky tenor Hutch Harris, mantle-warm Little Wings, and softy Zak Riles will all have you begging for another water, lest your sweat and tears form pools and wreck the wood floor of the new Stumptown, which of course would make the owners very, very angry. JS

HANSI, KARA STOVER, DORIS DODGE

(Cobalt) That Hansi describes his sound as "Elliot Smith and Neil Young making out in Sunny Day Real Estate's backyard pool changing room," doesn't alter the fact that he and his band push the good stuff: straightforward pop with catchy melodies, charming harmonies, and a nice dash of shake-your-ass. There is a cruising-around-Oakland influence in his music, a broke, skinny white boy, formerly but soundly in love with a plus-sized African American model. Hansi and his band tour nationally a couple times a year and have two releases to date--a full-length (eponymous) and an EP (townaftertown). Hansi, awkward footwear, and a sixer of beer might get you laid, but he gives no guarantees. K8 MERCIER

IMPERIAL TEEN, MAN OF THE YEAR, THE MISS

(Lola's Room) You won't find a more pure live experience than Imperial Teen. Adolescent and barely cresting half a decade in age, Imperial Teen is the sort of chewy-blow-a-big-bubble kind of band that goes POP! and then ROCKS! your head back with the force of the blow. Lead by Roddy Bottum out of Faith No More, they have that classic heartthrob sound that sounds smooth on 45 rpm. For something just as yummy, come early for The Miss. This Portland quartet has a certain slink to them, largely thanks to the deep deep voice of Erin Sutherland, the sexiest frontwoman in town. What's inside tastes good, but you can't ignore the wrapper. Oh, and we like Man of the Year, too. Three for three! JSR


SUNDAY 5/27

WADSWORTH, SLENDER

(Ash Street) Dude, I totally think Wadsworth's tunage would be great for a car racing video game. Actually I've just had a brilliant idea--wouldn't it be great if you could program your own music into video games? I mean how fucking insane did you almost go when you were trying to solve Zelda, or Super Mario Brothers II? You know what else would be cool? If you could put your friends' heads on the characters in video games, and then blow them away. Some computer nerd should invent that, make a trillion bucks, and send me like five million. Cool? Anyway, the methodic, cymbal-ly, muted metal of Wadsworth is engaging, but not distracting. It's like totally perfect for thinking up ideas to. KS

DAVE HOLLAND QUARTET

(Aladdin) Miles Davis would have turned 75 years old this week, and celebrating his legacy is Dave Holland, one of the greatest bassists in jazz history. Holland's sturdy double bass provided a memorable pulse on some of the greatest music Miles produced in the late '60s and early '70s, most notably In a Silent Way, Bitches Brew, and Live Evil. Of his own sessions from that era, Conference of the Birds (which features Sam Rivers, Anthony Braxton, and Barry Altschul) perhaps best exemplifies Holland's playing--an equal mixture of free jazz and swing that recalls Leroy Vinnegar (an admitted influence) and Charles Mingus. Holland's recent recordings have focused on that duality with numbers that range from hard bop to swing to atmospheric collages of sound, and this performance should not be missed. MURRAY CIZON


TUESDAY 5/29

OHGR

(Crystal Ballroom) Give artists enough time, and they will eventually betray their alienness and show just how human they are. Apparently, Nivek Ogre (formally the distorto-vocalizer with Vancouver BC's Skinny Puppy) grew up with art-rock, new wave, and glam, and internet excerpts from his new project reveal far more of a sonic affinity with Marilyn Manson than I would ever hope to hear. Perhaps this show will be saved by Ohgr's penchant for fake body fluids and robotic exoskeletons. He might even dust off his syringe-festooned Toxic Avenger body suit, but it may still end up seeming like the acid must have been a lot better back then. STEPHEN STRAUSBAUGH

DAVID BYRNE

(Roseland) See My, What a Busy Week or pg 13



WEDNESDAY 5/30

CAPPADONNA, PROZ & CONZ, COOL NUTZ

(Roseland) In the Wu-Tang galaxy, Cappadonna ranks as one of the lesser-known constellations. Method Man, RZA, Ghostface Killah, Ol' Dirty Bastard--they're like Orion and the Big Dipper, while Cappa's credentials are mostly comprised of guest appearances on other Wu members' albums, making him more of a Little Bear. This has no reflection on his skills, however. Just as Ursa Minor's configuration is just as intricate, Cappa's rhymes are no less impressive than his peers, and on stage he is no less commanding. In fact, when the whole clan was reunited last year (using the term loosely here-they were all on the same stage, but not in any kind of unity), Cappa was my favorite (next to Ghostface) because of his commitment to giving a good show. While others seemed to just want to get paid, Cappa seemed to want to give the crowd what they paid for. BRIAN GOEDDE

ALKALINE TRIO, NO MOTIV, DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL, HOT ROD CIRCUIT

(Pine Street) My days of Manic-Panic hair and waiting for Mom to pick me up after the show have long since passed, but every so often, a band brings me back to those shimmering, clumsy years. The Alkaline Trio's new record, From Here to Infirmary, is a collection of completely absurd pop-punk songs filled with enough hope and drunken optimism to return almost anyone to the time when pop-punk was king and curfew was 12:30 a.m. Even though the Alkaline Trio spent the last few weeks opening for Blink-182, there's no reason to think they're without credibility. One glance at their macabre lyrics of depression and loveless regret will show that the band is closer to rehab than TRL. KM

FILM SCHOOL, MINMAE, CELESTEVILLE

(Medicine Hat) Celesteville is a treat that, frankly, you never knew you wanted. With a loosely bolted, self-indulgently lo-fi guitarist/singer/dramatist who marches around the audience with toy instruments and half-sings, half-gurgles into a glass of water, you get the feeling the band is mocking both improv and indie rock, to great success. At the same time, they merely seem to be real, freaky people--just like you and me--being themselves on a stage. And, much like the devastating toil of humanity, somehow, Celesteville's both gut-wrenchingly terrible and unfathomably brilliant. Either way, an entertaining performance is guaranteed. JS


GOING TO SEATTLE?

Fri 5/25: Carissa's Wierd, Watery Graves (Graceland); Sun Ra Tribute w/ Reuben Radding (Rainbow)

Sat 5/26: Califone, Canyon, Chris Mills (Crocodile)

Mon 5/28: David Byrne (Showbox); Kristin Hersh (Easy Street Records); Ben Harper (Key Arena)

Wed 5/30: Kristin Hersh (Crocodile); The Building Press, Recidivist, All About Lupo (Graceland)

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