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THURSDAY 11/30

THE COSMOS GROUP CD RELEASE, THE PLANET THE, THE REEKS & THE WRECKS

(Ash Street Saloon) The Cosmos Group's first CD, fried robot boogie & ascension, is a testament to the devil-may-care junction where jazz and punk rock sign a contract in blood. It's the soundtrack to your late-night coffee/cigarette binge, when Sartre begins to seem like a pushover softy. Whatever it is, The Cosmos Group have captured '80s experimental cinema on disc, in all its cut-and-paste sneaky purpose and smudgy black eyeliner. Well, okay, it's not that serious--I mean, these guys know how to have fun, too. Existential, jazzy, and they get so crazy, you want more. The Planet The will prime you for the spiral into a groovy madness, with guitar changes that'll blow you out of the water, and (possibly choreographed) wacky stage performance. JULIANNE SHEPHERD

SYLOUS, THIRD ESTATE, GUESTS

(Satyricon) See Music pg 21

FAT MONA, ROBERT CANNON

(Laurelthirst) There's just something about the Blues. In heartbroken moments when the emo gets too whiny, the punk rock too impersonal and the booze runs out, there ain't nothin' like a sweet and dirty twelve-bar blues song. If it's done honest and right, melancholy can feel like a blessing; a grown atheist can be possessed to get up and shout, "Hallelujah and amen!" without a wink of hesitation. Robert Cannon does the Blues right, and is as genuine as they come. Spend the day going through old love letters, watching Golden Girls reruns and listening to the rain soak the city. Then bundle up, bring your pitiful self to the Laurelthirst, and let the Blues remind you just how sweet sorrow can be. CHANTELLE HYLTON

DUB NARCOTIC SOUND SYSTEM, OLD TIME RELIJUN, GLASS CANDY & THE SHATTERED THEATRE

(Meow Meow) Old Time Relijun are ripping down the walls, one by one. They start with a paint layer, then pull off the sheet rock and chip away at the structural studs. It's precise, but it's not a slow process... it's all done with the method-spurning, taut-muscled instinct of an upright bass, bastard drums, deep clarinet, and screams. They're dirty and musky like a Carolina roadhouse, and coming from frontguy Arrington de Dionyso, OTR's madness is unsurprising. (To the art therapists out there: check out some of the guy's drawings at www. kpunk.com, and you'll see what I mean.) Dub Narcotic Sound System, combining the infamous gyrating/low moaning of Calvin Johnson and smoky funk bass, have a little of that same Southern appeal, only their craziness is manifested in a more party-like fashion. JS

STACEY EARLE

(St. John's) A few months ago, Stacey Earle took to the stage of the Aladdin Theater and proceeded to win the hearts of a packed house of Richard Thompson fans. This is impressive if you consider the fundamental differences between the two artists; Thompson's music is loud and extremely dynamic, while his lyrics border on (and occasionally cross the line of) intense cynicism. Earle, conversely, sings and plays in a very straightforward--and deceptively simple--manner. Stacey Earle's ethereal songwriting has an inherent warmth to it, and with a voice that falls somewhere between the warbling croon of Emmylou Harris and Nanci Griffith's haunting soprano, Earle seems poised to become a member of country's female aristocracy. Consider it special, then, that you have the chance to see her in an intimate setting like the St. John's Pub--headlining her own show. Hopefully her husband/lead guitarist Mark Stuart will be there as well. At the Thompson show his fills and solos were perfectly executed and indescribably beautiful--an excellent compliment to the diamond-in-the-rough sweetly smiling at him throughout the performance. MURRAY CIZON

ENEMYMINE, BASTINADO, MOOD SWINGS

(Medicine Hat) For those of you who are familiar with Enemymine's last album, you may listen with fondness to the heavier, gnarlier, shall we say crunchier numbers. Or you may like the quiet, shall we say contemplative songs. On their new album, The Ice in Me, the lineup has changed to now include Mike, Danny, and the new bass player Ryan. Apparently Ryan was the right man for the job, because the new album is totally rad. It's heavier and more core. It appears as though Enemymine has found their stride. Live they are tight, loud, and white. I mean they dress in white. It's cool. They are great. Go see them. They're assisted by the on-the-line straight distortion rock of Bastinado and guitar-drum duo Mood Swings. JUAN-CARLOS RODRIGUEZ


FRIDAY 12/1

WHITE STRIPES, FIREBALLS OF FREEDOM, THE OWNERS

(Tonic Lounge) Every once in a while a band comes along whose reputation is built almost solely on word of mouth--the most authentic and flattering form of street cred there is. Detroit's brother/sister duo White Stripes definitely have the kids talking, and every whispered accolade they get helps to reinforce their status as legends-in-the-making. Their new album, De Stijl (the style), is one of the best albums of the year, barely nosing out Carissa's Wierd's debut and the new Grandaddy record for that coveted slot. De Stijl's punchy blend of Stooges/Stones flavored chops and Delta blues proves again that less is more; vocalist Jack White delivers spare but elegant indie-blues riffs with youthfully smug flavor while sis Meg White fills out the songs with scrappy, Oly-style drumming. This is the tour everyone is gonna be talking about, as the Stripes have all the chips stacked in their favor right now--buzz, looks, cred, and of course, style. See Music pg 23 MARK PINKOS

BRATMOBILE, THE AISLERS SET, TENESSEE TWIN

(Meow Meow) Yes, ladies, it is all right to get nostalgic about riot grrl. It was a time when misogynistic guy-punk (masquerading as oppressed and progressive) got a kick in the ass by our most active, zine-making, lyric-wailing troops, including Bratmobile. Putting forth the most snotty voices and power-charged minimal guitar and drums, Bratmobile gave a hearty "fuck you" to dumb boys, the scene, and basically anything else that pissed them off. That spirit was incredibly powerful, and should not only be remembered, but continued. Try to capture the energy while you're at the show. The Aislers Set's sublime harmonies and Piccadilly Square guitars land them somewhere in between The Primitives, French yi-yi/garage bands, and the cool girl who was so smart in your chemistry class. JS


SATURDAY 12/2

THE PRIDS CD RELEASE, HIGH VIOLETS, GUESTS

(Meow Meow) See Music pg 21

THE SWORDS/PROJECT, THE DISTANCE FORMULA

(Hollywood Theatre) As part of Peripheral Produce. See Film pg 40

BREAK THE SILENCE DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AWARENESS CONCERT STARRING DJ AQUAMAN, BLACK ANGEL, TELEVISION EYE, LODESTAR, GYPSY CARAVAN, CHERRY BOMB

(Berbati's Pan) I mean, how can you not go to this show? Even if the bands weren't good (which they mostly are) what possible reason could you have for not going? Who isn't for breaking the silence and ending domestic violence? You? Are you saying you want to promote domestic violence! Well, fine, don't go. But you're an asshole, anyway. KD

MEDIOS ESPECTACULO

(Medicine Hat) In Portland, Medios Especatculo has become one of our growing forums for out music, art, performance, and, well, fire-breathing. Part Crash Worship, part Carnivale, part fantastical ritual, and all interesting. It certainly will be a spectacle. Check it out and elasticize your brain. JS

CREEPER LAGOON, SUNSET VALLEY, PEDRO LUZ

(Cobalt Lounge) Fresh off a tour with the Dandy Warhols, Creeper Lagoon's pianos and guitars put forth a sort of mid-tempo, trippy sentimentalism, like Paul McCartney crossed with Surrealistic Pillow. It's a mellow and surprising result, and their neo-psychedelia is both more interesting and more tolerable than the Dandys' pill-poppin' pill popping. Smoke a doob and get a massage before you go, okay? JS


SUNDAY 12/3

BLUEBIRD, THE SLAVES, LAST OF THE JUANITAS

(Meow Meow) Bluebird's from Los Angeles, but don't hold that against them. They're a fairly energetic rock band that, surprisingly, sounds best when their vocalist is actually singing... meaning, he's got a voice smoove like canola oil, and it sounds great with their line-driving bass. JS


MONDAY 12/4

RATT, JUNIOR'S GRADES

(Crystal Ballroom) Remember the first time you got your girlfriend pregnant? You were 16, and Ratt was on the stereo, weren't they? Damn right they were! In the early '80s, was there anything better than snorting coke off of a Ratt concert mirror, then banging your head to "Round And Round?" No? Well, Monday night you can relive your glamorous youth by dragging your ass off your couch and heading down to the Crystal to see one of the greatest metal acts to ever lose all their money and end up trying desperately to revive their long-lost careers by touring the club circuit. With Junior's Grades, a Van Halen cover band! MARK DUSTON

MICHAEL FRANTI & SPEARHEAD

(Pine Street) After leaving the overtly political Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy, Michael Franti reassessed his musical focus and created Spearhead, a more booty-friendly collective, with the lyrical focus shifting from political frustration to one of social conscience and personal relations. With their recordings, Spearhead has had mixed success, as some of the songs can't quite shake the cold sheen of the studio. Franti's strength, however, has always been his stories, and whether he's singing about his sainted grandmother or a promising young black life cut short by a fucked-up society, his evocative tales can be simultaneously heartwarming and chilling. Spearhead shows float somewhere between rock concert, political rally, and old-time revival, and you can't help leaving with a bounce in your step and a renewed sense of purpose. Party for your right to fight! DAN PAULUS

CORROSION OF CONFORMITY, CLUTCH, FLYBANGER, SIXTY WATT SHAMAN

(Roseland) So I used to work at this restaurant in Iowa called the Wig n' Pen and the hottie kitchen dudes would listen to Clutch all the fucking time. At first I hated Clutch and thought the hotties were morons for constantly listening to the same album--but then a transformation took place. In the same way that I once thought 311 were good, I suddenly realized that Clutch weren't bad; in fact, they were awesome, and so were the hotties, and so was the kitchen. After that I could hardly go a minute without diving into the back for a quick smoke and a listen, and of course a good long look at some attractive booty. If you haven't heard these dudes I would recommend listening to the Elephant Riders album about 20 times before Monday, and of course smoking a doober before the show. KATIE SHIMER


TUESDAY 12/5

COMMON, PLANET ASIA, COOL MELLO CEE

(Roseland) I can safely say that Common is one of the most intelligent and thoughtful rappers of his time--and those words aren't used a lot to describe hip hop. True, he sometimes gets a little sappy about love and his ladies, but the general message he puts forth is great. It began almost a decade ago, when he denounced gangsta rap (in a non-preachy and non-annoying way) and since then he has consistently pushed the importance of respect. He raps slow and melodic, running a little R&B now and then, but mostly staying tight within his hip hop beginnings; he was formerly Common Sense, the young little rapper. Go to see a great artist, or go to be inspired. KATIA DUNN

LINK WRAY, JESSE DAYTON

(Pine Street Theater) He taught Phil Spector how to surf, you know. He taught Duane Eddy how to duel with guitars--which certainly saved plenty on doctor's bills, if not Stratocasters. He's the man who invented Man... or Astroman?, The Clash and probably the paperclip. He's the Rumble Man, Mr. Guitar, Mr. Whang-Dang Flanger Man, the savage Rayman himself... and believe me, he can still turn his hand to a fine snarlin' piece of vintage savagery even in 2000. (Someone, please tell me I'm not thinking of Dick Dale.) EVERETT TRUE


WEDNESDAY 12/6

THE DANDY WARHOLS, BRMC

(Pine Street) I kind of think the Dandy Warhols have reached their equivalent level of the Rolling Stones' "Rock and Roll Circus" period. Though lacking the fame and back catalogue, Courtney Taylor and his trio of sexy misfits are at the nadir of their hedonism, and their shows are now something akin to big-top spectacles. Their last breeze through town carried on it kissing boys with hula hoops, and with a fight breaking out in the pit, we could have easily let out with a chant of "Altamont! Altamont!" Black Rebel Motorcycle Club (BMRC) are a spin-off from Brian Jonestown Massacre (the leader is one of their eight million previous guitarists), so expect more skuzzy rawk. Though you have to be doubtful of anyone who brands themselves "rebels." It's like people who actually think they're weird and tell you so--they're always frighteningly normal. JAMIE S. RICH

ROB SCHEPS AND SALON DES REFUSES

(Medicine Hat) It was half past midnight when I wandered into the Medicine Hat for the last Salon des Refuses. I was the only observer of the ensembles' last three songs, bazrring a guy who may have been in the band, and a couple of employees. Considering the excellent, straightforward jazz they were playing, that fact, my friends, was a DAMN SHAME. Look, the jazz I'm into has lately been limited to Chicago Art Ensemble and Mingus, but these cats (with Scheps on sax and the Refuses pulling drums, upright bass, guitar and more), had my booty twitching like a Rhode Island hooker. So don't leave these guys lonely on a Wednesday night--they're all flash and fun and be-bopping. JS


GOING TO SEATTLE?

Thurs 11/30: Talvin Singh (Seattle Art Museum); Rahzel, The Pharcyde, Ugly Ducklings (Showbox); Rancid, AFI, The Distillers (DV8)

Fri 12/1: Good Clean Fun, Champion, Stay Gold (Paradox); Enemymine (Sit & Spin)

Sat 12/2: The Fastbacks, Chixdiggit, The Droo Church (Crocodile); Bratmobile, The White Stripes, The Catheters, Aisler's Set (Sit & Spin)

Wed 12/6: Link Wray, The Dirty Birds, The Tremens (Graceland); Spearhead (Bohemian Backstage)

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