But that wouldnaE™t be entirely fair to the scruffy Portland-via-Boston quartet. The Dead Trees, Saturday, November 14:I could take the easy way out and say that the Dead Trees sound just like Pavement, and leave it at that. Imagine if steamrollers formed a band in outer spaceaE¦thataE™s what TadaE™s new band sounds like. BOTSC pound out massive slabs of heavinessaE”itaE™s not exactly metal, but an awesomely huge noise nonetheless. Recognize, fuckers! Sharing the bill tonight is Brothers of the Sonic Cloth, formed by local legend Tad Doyle of TAD fame. ThataE™s a punk rock holy trinity on par with The Stooges, Fun House, and Raw Power. On top of all that, their dear friends at Sub Pop wisely reissued (on vinyl, no less) Superfuzz Bigmuff (1988), Mudhoney (1989), and Every Good Boy Deserves Fudge (1990). Not only did they recently release one of their most hard-hitting albums, The Lucky Ones (2008), but their lives shows have been raucous, incendiary affairs in which frontman Mark Arm has found his inner Iggy (Arm, however, remains fully clothed). Mudhoney + Brothers Of The Sonic Cloth, Friday, November 13:In case you havenaE™t been paying attention, right now is a great time to be a Mudhoney fan. With Post Adolescence, Eighteen Individual Eyes, Stereo Sons. Amid so many songs and a confronting emotional core, Batrider doesnaE™t sand down a single rough edge. ItaE™s a misanthropic racket informed as much by blues and garage as botched relationships and careening benders. ChadwickaE™s cigarette-raked voice contorts in the service of bracing, personal lyrics, while grimy gobs of bass, guitar, and drums spatter on all sides. tour comes after the release of the bandaE™s new album, Why We CanaE™t Be Together, a spooky march towards collapse over the course of 14 tracks and two hidden ones. And so Batrider has settled for now, and even has a steady lineup in its current three-piece incarnation. Following an initial stint in its native country, the band set up shop in Australia until a move to London presented Europe within clear striking distance. 12:Itinerant by nature, New ZealandaE™s Batrider has steadily acquired and shed members as mainstay Sarah Chadwick has traversed the globe over the years. Their latest album, Six, feels like a summation of all that made them great back in the dayaE”the grim, romantically distressed tone of their first three albums meshed with the bright, pop songsmithery of Amore del Tropico and The Spell. Near the top of the heap was Black Heart Procession, a group of San Diegans who seemed to avoid sunlight and play dark, Nick Cave-y rock music more suited for our soggy terrain than the sunny SoCal they called home. Of course, that was the late aE˜90s, the height of the pre-commodity indie rock (remember how mind-blowing it was to see The Flaming Lips on the cover of Magnet?) But indie rock was actually pretty damned rippinaE™ back then, back when The Shins were still called Flake Music and Devendra was still a teenager. Black Heart Procession, Wednesday, November 11:Funny, but not too long ago, indie rock scribes were debating over Black Heart Procession's aEœgoth-nessaE.
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