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9:30pm, $8 |
Mammatus
With an excess of fuzz and wah noise they manage to combine all the best bits of 70's psychedelic rock with the sonic attack of early Monster Magnet as they simultaneously enter the realm of heavy drone sludge rock.
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Wildildlife
"Masters of skull-frying soundscapes, Wildildlife's debut full length "Six" (on Crucial Blast) buzzes with Sabbath sludge riffery, echoplexed-out vocals and tribal drumming to drive you straight into a swirling black hole. Killing Joke, Butthole Surfers, and Khanate come to mind as well, and despite the lurching, scuzzed out avalanche of sound, this is actually one of the most melodic (yet heavy) bands you'll hear in a long time!" - Brian Turner, WFMU
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Three Leafs
Crickets, wind, pile drivers, birds, rattling chains, movies, hardwood floors, abandoned churches, pencil sketches, typing, shutter speeds, turbines, squid, brown rice, seven-lobe leafs, clocks, popcorn, echo, Muslim spain, unicorns, railroad crossings, cicadas, pulsars, cephalopods in general, barns, bicycles, wool, sauerkraut, swords, the Hundertwasserhaus, Varangians, paper bags, traffic, canyons, hollow metal objects, spring, summer, fall, winter, glacial ice, frogs, hot oil and water, steam vents, cold seeps, orbits, found object scuplture.
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9:00pm, $6 |
Silver Darling
"A ramshackle, very loose, folk rock with influences from The Band to The Mountain Goats." - Songs: Illinois
"The common pitfalls of Americana and new folk are easily avoided on this album; there’s not a sloppy or superfluous moment to speak of. From Kevin Lee’s vocals—sad and full of soul—to Christian Kiefer’s meticulous production, Sacramento’s Silver Darling tells a dark story with many eerily joyful revelations along the way." - Sacramento News & Review
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Winter's Fall
The songs of Winter's Fall stretch from slow ballads to more driving anthems and other moods in between.
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Dana Falconberry
"Like other new singers with an old-world charm (Jolie Holland, Jenny Owen Youngs), Falconberry makes music that seems to spring from an unnamed place and time. Oh Skies of Grey has a vague gothicism, a thirties-pop feel, a deep blues vibe, and even a trio of female voices conjuring the sound of the Roche (or Andrews) sisters. Plus, Falconberry mixes in a contemporary sensibility; the production is eccentric and ranges from delicate acoustics to brittle, distorted power chords. All this has the potential to add up to a mess, but Falconberry seals the deal. She charms her way through the witty and varied material with her thin but beguiling voice. As with other records that require some patience at the outset, her album ultimately yields big rewards." - Texas Monthly
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7:00pm early show, $6 // PRS @ 10pm, free |
early show w/Titus Andronicus & Off Campus Titus Andronicus
Titus Andronicus is a rock and roll band from Glen Rock. In the beginning, there were only three people in the band. At one point, there were eleven people in the band. Right this second, there are five people in the band. Titus Andronicus take their name from a minor Shakespearean tragedy, not, as many people believe, from some sort of killer robot from the future. Titus Andronicus practice at Ian's house. Titus Andronicus sometimes disagree on what is the right thing to do. Titus Andronicus like to scream and carry on at excessive volume. Titus Andronicus like songs which are fast more than songs which are slow. Titus Andronicus think slow songs are okay sometimes. Titus Andronicus never sing about love, only hate. Titus Andronicus have no hope for the future. Titus Andronicus believe only in nothingness. Everyone in Titus Andronicus was born to die. Titus Andronicus crave your approval but will settle for your utter disdain.
"They hit every mark, nailing noise and debris against shake-and-sing anthems. That's Titus Andronicus' ploy-- aggressing and endearing audiences as a completely ramshackle crew of Jersey drunks, while somehow triumphing through perfectly clangorous pop songs." - Pitchforkmedia.com
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9:00pm, $10 |
Sunburned Hand of the Man
"Sunburned Hand of the Man is a nebulous band. It comes from Boston and New York and points in between. It has a revolving cast of musicians, depending on where it’s performing or what it’s doing. Its music is improvised rock, spooky and droney. Its singers utter unintelligible words. It draws no conclusions; it leaves some of the heavy lifting to you. At the music’s limits, the extramusical elements begin. This band has been around for 10 years, scratching out a name for itself in outsider-rock festivals, and it carries an edge of ragged, freaky attitude, some kind of cross between spacey naïveté and confrontational sarcasm." - Ben Ratliff, New York Times
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Franklin's Mint
Featuring Phil Franklin of Caroliner Rainbow, Faxed Head, and Secret Chiefs 3.
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Christine Shields
I live in a teeny tiny house in the woods. The other day there was a pale yellow mantis in there. Nearby lives a bear who I never see, but I hear at night. Also there are crickets, bats, metallic dragonflies, and myriad other creatures. I like to play the guitar, and sing a song, and paint a picture. I like to swim, fly, and rollerskate. I edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4
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9:00pm, $6 |
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Worker B
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6:00pm early show $5 // later show w/The Reaction @ 9:30pm, $6 |
early 6:00pm show w/The Strange Boys (In the Red) The Strange Boys
"The Strange Boys evoke the heated blues of Andre Williams, the R&B rawness of the Dirtbombs and the sharp notes and unhinged, debaucherous behaviour of the Black Lips. Their forthcoming debut album is currently being produced by Jay Reatard, go figure, but to properly introduce the Boys, ITR has made them fire off a couple of introductory singles to help "prime the pump," as the label says.
First single "Woe Is You and Me" finds the band in a hazy, lycanthropic state, howlin' like hungry, whining wolves while they scratch and claw at their chiming, often mistuned guitars. The production is almost non-existent, as if they just pressed record on the shittiest Fisher Price recorder they could find at a yard sale — and doesn't it sound glorious for it! And those bittersweet lyrics, aww, it sounds almost as if it's a serenade. Too bad I can't understand Ryan's yelp." - Exclaim
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later 9:30pm show w/The Reaction, Robocop 3, Unit Breed The Reaction SF
ex-Hickoids, 50 Million
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9:30pm, $7 |
Tricycle Records presents: The Blacks
"Just imagine a female fronted piss'n'vinegar descendant of Jesus And Mary Chain, and you'll have some idea of where The Blacks are comin' from." - Aquarius Records
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The Red Verse
Blending the Sun Records sound with post punk guitar.
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The New Centuries
"Singer Ryan Beaujolais has a little Hell in him. Not Hell of the fire and brimstone variety, but hell of the Richard variety. With a histrionic delivery reminscent of the New York Voidoid, Beaujolais leads his band, San Francisco's The New Centuries, through songs with more mood swings than the onset of puberty." - SF Weekly |
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9:30pm, $8 |
Parts & Labor
"Never mind the 21st century's answer to the Tarkus on the front cover-- Receivers is Parts & Labor's most ambitious record, for sure, but they haven't gone off the deep end or made irreparable changes to their distinctive sound. They're still stubbornly reconstructing punk anthems from the same raw parts-- Dan Friel's wheezing, bagpipe-reminding keyboards chiefly among them-- but building something bigger, from stronger foundations. They aim for tension and nuance where they'd previously shouted and bludgeoned (not that anyone minded the bludgeoning, of course) and their tables of broken toys sound like tidal waves of melody and sound." - Pitchfork
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