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Flipper & David Yow
Flipper has only released four studio records since they formed in 1979, but the San Francisco band’s importance is freakishly enduring. Nirvana, R.E.M., and the Melvins have all cited Flipper as an influence, and there are loads of bands who don’t even realize they were influenced by Flipper. Original members Ted Falconi and Steve DePace know their importance as well, embarking on a 40th anniversary tour with the Jesus Lizard’s David Yow on vocals. While punk rock at the time was set to hyperspeed, Flipper always went with a more mid-tempo, rib-rattling approach. And if “Sex Bomb” doesn’t kick you in the loins, you ain’t livin’. (Bossanova Ballroom, 722 E Burnside, 7 pm, $18) MARK LORE

Chromeo Tim Saccenti

Listening to Chromeo requires one to get out of their seat and shake whatever change is left in their coin purse. The Montreal duo’s fifth album, Head over Heels, was released nearly two years ago, and it’s already a modern classic. If you enjoy electro-funk, flirtatious lyrics (“Relationships ain’t a democracy/I’m good if you just stay on top of me” is just one couplet that made me blush), leather jackets, and high heels, then queue up your playlist and think about adding “Juice,” “Jealous (I Ain’t With It),” and “Needy Girl,” to name just a few. (Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside, 8 pm, $30-35, all ages) KATHERINE MORGAN

Foxwarren, Hannah Cohen
Following a slew of competent solo releases, Andy Shauf dropped The Party in 2016—an indie pop masterpiece that finally put those reductive “Elliott Smith with woodwinds” comparisons to rest. The Canadian singer/songwriter continued his winning streak with last year’s Foxwarren, a self-titled album by a band that also comprises Shauf’s childhood friends Dallas Bryson and siblings Darryl and Avery Kissick. Foxwarren is a terrific collection of songs by one of the classic pop pantheon’s brightest, and although it might not be as poignant or thematically cohesive as The Party, Shauf’s melodies are every bit as radiant. (Doug Fir, 850 E Burnside, 9 pm, sold out) MORGAN TROPER

Holocene’s 16th Birthday: License to Vibe
The Portland music community’s most frequented warehouse concert venue is finally old enough to drive! Oh, how time flies. For Holocene’s sweet-and-sassy 16, they’re letting everyone in for free and giving us full “license to vibe.” With Portland-based singer/songwriter/melodic looper Amenta Abioto, and Seattle artist Chong the Nomad headlining, this is set to be one of the most mesmerizing and chill-inducing birthday shows ever. (Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison, 8 pm, FREE) JENNI MOORE

The Thesis: Maarquii, Perry Porter and Romaro Franceswa, Sxlxmxn, Micah the Rapper, KayelaJ, DJ Verbz Read our story about Maarquii. (Kelly's Olympian, 426 SW Washington, 9 pm, $10)


Farnell Newton
Every first and third Friday of the month, local trumpeter Farnell Newton and friends bring the sweet, life-affirming sounds of swing, soul, and booty-shaking funk to the intimate stage of the 1905, a casual Boise haunt. Without question, this brilliant horn god and composer is a premium example of the richness and depth of our town’s jazz scene, and as displayed during his PDX Jazz Festival performances earlier this year, Newton’s chops are indisputably top-notch. If a summer night of rhythmic groove and sexy trumpet clarity is what you’re craving, this gig is just what your soul needs. (The 1905, 830 N Shaver, 8 pm, $5) BRIAN HORAY

Luther Russell, Eyelids, Mo Troper
Singer/songwriter Luther Russell didn’t need to bother with a new album. The LA-based rocker was plenty busy playing guitar in Robyn Hitchcock’s backing band and helping pen songs for dweebcore heroes Weezer. He was doing just fine, thank you very much. But from the first splash of music that kicks off his latest full-length Medium Cool (released in February by local label Fluff & Gravy Records), we should thank our lucky stars that Russell did decide to grace the world with some new tunes. It’s a power pop delight cut with self-loathing and a bruised romanticism worthy of his idols in Big Star. (Star Theater, 13 NW 6th, 9 pm, $10)) Bob Ham


Pile, State Champion, Sea Moss
The allure of Pile is one of the universe’s great mysteries. “It’s a four-duded rock band,” frontman Rick Maguire told the AV Club in 2017. “That is the most boring genre.” He’s right! That is the most boring genre. But there’s something special about the Boston group, which has attracted a cult following over the past decade (even inspiring some fans to get lip tattoos). Pile’s new album Green and Gray contains many shades of longing and despair: from the smoldering metamorphosis of opening track “Firewood,” to the anxious, foot-stomping momentum of “Bruxist Grin,” to the roiling guitar riff on “The Soft Hands of Stephen Miller,” the best song on the record. Though it’s directed at Trump’s senior advisor, “Soft Hands” isn’t merely a roast; Maguire sounds like he’s trying to make sense of hatred itself, presented in the form of a “translucent lizard.” Believe the hype: Pile is (still) incredible. (Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi, 9 pm, $12-15) CIARA DOLAN


Chromatics, Desire, In Mirrors
Long ago, Chromatics were a Portland band and Johnny Jewel worked for Fred Meyer. But the synth-wizard/songwriter/producer left our city behind for the snowy lands of Montreal, where he started Desire with vocalist Megan Louise and Chromatics drummer/synth player Nat Walker. Since Jewel and Walker are in both Chromatics and Desire, it makes sense to tour the dreamy, opiated disco bands together (along with In Mirrors, another of Jewel’s projects). So this is a Johnny Jewel triple bill. No complaints. My only concern is for the crying man himself, but he’s apparently only too happy to play back-to-back beats all night long. (Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell, Sat June 8, 9 pm; Sun June 9, 8 pm, sold out, all ages) SUZETTE SMITH


Operators, Doomsquad
Wolf Parade’s Dan Boeckner used to satisfy his electro-pop urges as one half of Handsome Furs, but the duo called it quits soon after releasing the excellent Sound Kapital in 2011. With Operators, his latest extracurricular activity, Boeckner shakes off the Furs’ punky upset and fully embraces the dark joy of new-wave nostalgia. The band evokes those perfect nights when sleep and morning and work don’t exist, when a club becomes an after-party, and an after-party becomes a pre-dawn drive down streets that are the liveliest when you’re the only one on them. (Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside, 9 pm, $15) CHRIS STAMM

Connan Mockasin, Molly Lewis
Lovable, experimental, “fake jazz” genius Connan Mockasin writes funny, sweet, psychedelic pop and lounge songs about romantic yearning (“Forever Dolphin Love”), magic (“Faking Jazz Together”), and the real-life encumbrances of modern sexuality (“Charlotte’s Thong”). Both his production style—he recorded his second album Carmel in a Tokyo hotel room—and his subject material speak to a deep internal world, spritzed with humor. Mockasin’s Jassbusters was one of my favorite records of last year, and the Genius page which sought to log the lyrics of “Charlotte’s Thong” is a piece of art. Who among us can say what happened to Charlotte’s thong? (Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi, 9 pm, sold out) SUZETTE SMITH

Blossom, Butter Baby, DJ Dubblife
Read our review of Blossom’s new record, Maybe. (Portland Center Stage at the Armory, 128 NW 11th, 7 pm, $15-35, all ages)


Drowse, Surfer Rosie, Abronia
On Light Mirror, the second full-length release from Kyle Bates (recording under the name Drowse), vast swaths of tonal dissonance and harmony are brought together and pulled apart. Bates’ explorations into the folds of his personal demons have yielded nuanced work that deals with suicide, depression, and more. Throughout Light Mirror, that dark sonic manifestation is delivered in gorgeous gray hues, arching black-metal flourishes (“Shower Pt. 2”), dreamy anti-pop (“Between Fence Posts”), and krautrock instrumentals (“A Song I Made in 2001 with My Friend Who Is Now Dead”) into his arsenal of noise. Bates should be namechecked among Portland’s most intriguing songwriters, and you’ll see why tonight during the album’s official release show. (Black Water Bar, 835 NE Broadway, 7 pm, $6, all ages) RYAN J. PRADO


L7, Le Butcherettes
L7’s return in 2015 after a 15-year hiatus came out of necessity—for the band and for music in general. For L7, it was a way to take back their narrative, as the Los Angeles band’s legacy was slowly sliding into obscurity. And the timing couldn’t be better for these four tough-as-fuck women to infiltrate the male-dominated music world just as they did three decades prior. After years of touring, L7 have just released Scatter the Rats, their first record since 1999. It’s another collection of melodic punk and metal with all the wit and bite of the band’s previous records. L7 is back, and they’re one of the most important rock bands of the last 40 years. (Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside, 9 pm, $29.50-35, all ages) MARK LORE


I can’t believe I’m saying this, but: Lately I’ve been feeling like the Roots are somehow underrated. Maybe it’s because of the life-changing experience I had from seeing them perform at Seattle’s Bumbershoot festival a couple of years ago. I knew they were a respected band of highly skilled musicians, but after seeing them live, I suddenly felt my eyes being opened to an embarrassing degree. Listen up, kids: The Roots’ importance goes wayyyy beyond their role as house band on The Tonight Show. Their exciting stage performance is unparalleled. To witness Questlove and Black Thought lead the nine-piece band live is more than just a “good” show—it’s an eclectic, jazz-infused experience that’ll cement Black Thought as one of the most expert, entertaining, and versatile MCs of all time. Did you know he can sing, too? Yeah. (If you need further proof of Black Thought’s dominance as a lyricist, head on over to his masterful 10-minute freestyle on Hot 97 with Funk Flex. Spoiler alert: You niggas could never, and this is very likely the greatest freestyle ever posted to YouTube.) Here’s another fun fact about Tariq “Black Thought” Trotter: Last year, he performed in Portland’s Pioneer Square, making a guest appearance during Portugal. The Man’s set at a March for Our Lives Rally. Having won three out of 14 Grammy nominations (including Best R&B Album for Wake Up with John Legend), the Roots are still sitting on their 17th studio album, End Game, which is rumored to include “Table of Contents: Part 4,” and a posthumous credit from J. Dilla. Oh, and their sets last forever. (Fri June 14, Edgefield, 2126 SW Halsey, Troutdale, 6:30 pm, $63.50-66, all ages) JENNI MOORE

YBN Cordae, Donte Thomas
There are like 10 YBNs—a crew known as well for their gamer streams as their raps—but YBN Cordae blew up pretty hard last year with his remix of Eminem’s “My Name Is,” followed by his thoughtful, generation-bridging “Old N*ggas” response to J. Cole’s “1985.” Cordae has a lot of styles—if anything, his trademark is his need to change it up—so it’s fun to hear him slide through subsequent banger tracks like “Kung Fu” and “Have Mercy.” He’s so clever it sounds like he writes his raps ahead of time, but dude throws an amazing freestyle, too. (Hawthorne Theatre, 1507 SE 39th, 8 pm, $20-25, all ages) JENNI MOORE


Team Dresch
Read our story on Team Dresch. (Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi, 9 pm, sold out)


Indigo Girls High Road Touring

CRITIC’S PICK: Indigo Girls
The Indigo Girls may be one of the more misunderstood bands of the alternative rock era. Though they’re best known for their hit “Closer to Fine”—a karaoke duet on par with Extreme’s “More Than Words,” and a fixture of soft-rock radio—the Georgia-bred duo have released 14 studio albums since their formation more than 30 years ago. And it’s easy to see why younger folks might balk at this music initially: Aspects of the Indigo Girls’ songs, such as the overly emotive vocal delivery and the florid, occasionally ridiculous lyrics, represent everything passé about the “alt” conceit (much like their similarly misunderstood ’90s peers, Counting Crows). But much of the band’s material has aged surprisingly well. At their most rocking—see “Hammer and a Nail” from 1990’s unfortunately-titled Nomads Indians Saints, or the terrific “Least Complicated” from 1994’s Swamp Ophelia—they sound like Christine McVie fronting the Gin Blossoms. (That’s a compliment.) And at their tenderest, the Indigo Girls are sort of like the Gen X equivalent of the Everly Brothers, in the way that Amy Ray and Emily Saliers’ close harmonies create a glorious whole that’s indivisible by the sum of its parts. These days, the pair’s prolific streak has slowed, likely owing to its members’ individual endeavors—Saliers is a restauranteur and author, and Ray has released a number of solo records, a few of which are great in their own right. The duo’s most recent record, One Lost Day, was released in 2015. Despite having flown under the indie zeitgeist’s radar, it contains some of the band’s best and most melodically satisfying songs in years—particularly opener “Elizabeth,” and album highlight “Southern California Is Your Girlfriend.” (Sat June 15, Oregon Zoo, 4001 SW Canyon, 7 pm, $39.50-99.50, all ages) MORGAN TROPER

Mudhoney, Summer Cannibals
The refreshing thing about legendary Seattle fuzz-punkers Mudhoney is how they’ve pulled off the trick of changing very little and still remaining relevant, even exciting. They’re still one of the best bands touring today. Last year’s Digital Garbage finds the quartet leaning hard into the sound of the Stooges on album opener “Nerve Attack,” and the band still delivers irreverent skuzz-punk opuses on “Paranoid Core” and “21st Century Pharisees.” Mark Arm’s nasal wail is as punishing and acute as it was when Superfuzz Bigmuff dropped more than 30 years ago, and their dynamic live shows are the stuff of lore. (Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell, 9 pm, $25) RYAN J. PRADO


Worriers, J. Graves
Worriers frontperson Lauren Denitzio is one of punk’s keenest songwriters, and the band’s pithy anthems ring painfully true. On the exemplary “Future Me,” from 2017’s Survival Pop, they go looking for a special someone’s old place, only to find developers have beaten them there. “Like a friend you can’t forgive but then forgot,” Denitzio sings, “your house is on your neighborhood’s next top parking lot.” This is what heartbreak is really like. It doesn’t attack us in a vacuum, and we can’t stay in a dark room forever. We have to drag ourselves through dazed days in a world razed by people who barely even care about one another, let alone buildings full of memories. We still have songs, though. And they’re still beautiful. (Killingsworth Dynasty, 832 NE Killingsworth, 8 pm, $10) CHRIS STAMM

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Har Mar Superstar
The soulful croon of Har Mar Superstar (AKA Sean Tillman) is at once a testament to the greatness of Sam Cooke and the lasting (sometimes unwelcome) longevity of blue-eyed soul. But more than anything, it’s just a helluva lotta fun. Known for his bombastic, clothes-shedding stage performance, Har Mar is also happy to unironically lay bare the inner workings of his heart, whether he’s covering the aforementioned Cooke in “Bring It on Home to Me” or his own R&B-style ballad “How Did I Get Through the Day.” While appropriation can often be problematic and icky, Har Mar’s deep abiding love for soul is infectious, fun, and his homages ring true. (Dante’s, 350 W Burnside, 9 pm, $15) WM. STEVEN HUMPHREY


Orquesta Akokán
If it weren’t public knowledge that Orquesta Akokán were a contemporary group, you’d be forgiven for mistaking their 2018 self-titled debut album—the first Spanish-language release on soul label Daptone Records—for a lost gem from mambo’s ’40s and ’50s heyday. Led by vocalist José “Pepito” Gómez, the big band from Havana, Cuba has tapped into the vintage, horn-heavy sound of their native soil so perfectly that it’s easy to imagine them going toe-to-toe in a band competition with legends like Tito Puente and Xavier Cugat and, if not defeat them, at least make it a fair fight. (Wed June 19, 8 pm, Aladdin Theater, 3017 SE Milwaukie, $25-30) ROBERT HAM (Aladdin Theater, 3017 SE Milwaukie, 8 pm, $25-30)