Wednesday, Oct. 20
SEE FEATURE, P. 49. Rendezvous, 8 p.m. and 10:30 p.m. $5. Also Fri., Oct. 22, at Open Circle Theater.
Hot Water Music
This post-hardcore quartet never gets old. Their most recent album, The New What Next, in four words: more of the same. But in this case, it's a good thing. Graceland, 7 p.m. $10 adv.
Vijay Iyer and Rudresh Mahanthappa
Improv pianist Iyer and saxophonist Mahanthappa are both academics, though you wouldn't necessarily guess it from the music they make, either apart or together—it's cerebral, sure, but it's also plenty emotional. Part of Earshot Jazz Festival. Consolidated Works, 8 p.m. $10 Earshot members/$12
Matt Jorgenson + 451
Local drummer Jorgenson's eclectic CV just thickens an already heady stew—his quintet is as likely to cover Led Zeppelin as Miles or 'Trane, and they do all equally well. Part of Earshot Jazz Festival. Tula's, 8 p.m. $12
After dropping their Oakland birthed name, the Locals, this four-piece released their album debut, E. Von Dahl Killed the Locals, on Epitaph. Although they're just another notch in pop-punk's belt, they possess a quirky exuberance that just might earn them another notch in that oh-so-tired belt. Premier, 7 p.m. $21 adv.
We prefer Ritter all rocked up, with a drummer and Zack Hickman's steady bass helping newer songs like "Kathleen" really soar. He seems to be flying solo on this tour, but when the rising young folk god mines his rich catalog, watch out: He's penned some effortless future classics, and he delivers them with charming modesty and boyish glee. Neumo's, 9 p.m. $16 adv.
Thursday, Oct. 21
Credit Mr. Bambaata with fusing the mean streets of the Bronx with the autobahn of Kraftwerk's Germany, or credit him with inventing rap-rock, but 30 years ago, Afrika was collaborating with John Lydon and layering rhymes over bizarre-future beats. O.G. indeed. Chop Suey, 9 p.m. $12 adv.
Earshot: Rokia Traoré
SEE CD REVIEW, P. 58, AND SW THIS WEEK, P. 43. Triple Door, 7 p.m. and 9:30 p.m. $26
SEE FEATURE, P. 45. Graceland, 7 p.m. $15 adv.
Some mall punks have recently deduced that there's more to life than matching studded bracelets and have "gotten political" just in time for Nov. 2, few more entertainingly than Sum 41. The grave self-flagellation of "We're All to Blame" is undercut by a swarm of cheesy Maiden breakdowns and a gaudy Solid Gold satire video. Equally FUBAR contemporaries Good Charlotte headline. Paramount Theatre, 7 p.m. $27–$30
The Twilight Singers
Only Badly Drawn Boy rivals Greg Dulli for unpredictability bordering on total fucking self-destruction in a live forum. His performances are like Paul Thomas Anderson films: sprawling, colorful, maddeningly histrionic, and boasting a stacked hand of how-'bout-that influences, as evidenced by the Singers' latest covers endeavor, She Loves You (One Little Indian). Neumo's, 8 p.m. $11 adv./$13
Friday, Oct. 22
Argo make atmospheric indie pop in the vein of My Bloody Valentine and their moody followers, yet they smartly stop short of endless spirals and manage a few catchy hooks here. Check their Jon Auer–produced debut, Jet Packs for Everyone, for Sunday afternoon easy listening. Graceland, 7 p.m. $8
Named for the heroic boy warrior from The Neverending Story, but these kids shoulda gone with Falcor—the silly-ass, floppy-eared, flying super-doggie—given that they're about as dangerous. Can we get a moratorium on this fake goth-screamo thing, before some poor junior-high mallrat tries to crucify himself? Premier, 7 p.m. $16 adv.
Interpol + Secret Machines
The worst lyricists in rock have put a new album out, the hilariously titled Antics (Matador), which sounds basically the same as their first one. Grrrreeeaaat. Secret Machines are Texans who live in New York and are similarly overhyped. Paramount Theatre, 8 p.m. $20 adv./$22
Sincerity is a folkie tradition, and Minneapolitan Jennings is nothing if not sincere. Thing is, he's smart and canny, too, as his recent CD, Use Your Voice, demonstrates. Tractor Tavern, 9 p.m. $15
Saturday, Oct. 23
So what if the Truckers' new The Dirty South (New West) is the most boring thing they've ever done? It's still an excuse for them to come back to Seattle for, what, the 50th time this year now? All of the visits are welcome, of course. Centro-Matic open. Showbox, 9 p.m. $15 adv.
Detroit techno's greatest producer (even if he hasn't released anything in a decade and a half) and finest raconteur is also one hell of a DJ. He'll play old, he'll play new, and he'll make it all sound terrific. Chop Suey, 9 p.m. $13 adv.
Brad Mehldau + Robert Glasper Trio
SEE REVIEW, P. 54. Part of Earshot Jazz Festival. Town Hall, 8 p.m. $24–$26
Electronica mixed with folk is fast becoming the lingua franca of a post-rave, post-emo world, and this Argentinian songstress brings a few other things to the mix as well. Too bad she's kind of dull. Sunset Tavern, 6 p.m. $12
SEE FEATURE, P. 50. Graceland, 9 p.m. $10
Monday, Oct. 25
The Smashing Pumpkins' chrome-domed conductor plans to recite his original poetry. Wonder if "Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage" will make the cut. Mirabeau Room, 9 p.m. $15
Tuesday, Oct. 26
Clinic + Autolux
ALSO SEE FEATURE, P. 47. Unheralded L.A. grunge-gazers Failure broke up way back in 1997, and co-architect Greg Edwards has only just now returned with Autolux's gorgeous debut, Future Perfect (Red Ink), a collection of washed-out pop daydreams that Sofia Coppola might want to consider mining to score her next mopefest. Showbox, 8 p.m. $13 adv./$15
Holly Golightly + Mr. Airplane Man
If you're gonna do what amounts to rockabilly revivalism minus the pompadours, you should do it as well as Holly Golightly, the Brit songstress with a tart tongue and both Thee Headcoatees and the White Stripes on her CV. Mr. Airplane Man's two-woman blues-rock is a canny bill match. Crocodile Cafe, 9 p.m. $10 adv.
France's Operation S ought to fit in real nicely around these parts; their straight-up '70s punk/new wave has been compared to the Briefs and other Dirtnap bands. Female-fronted and synth-heavy, huge surprises aren't likely, but fans of the skinny-tie sound ought to dig it. Comet Tavern, 9:30 p.m. $5
Julian Priester Quartet
Priester is the trombone-playing Cornish instructor and veteran of Sun Ra's big band, John Coltrane's Africa/Brass ensemble, Herbie Hancock's fusion group, and Dave Holland's band, who leads a superb quartet. The Dave Peck Quartet shares the bill. Part of Earshot Jazz Festival. On the Boards, 8 p.m. $16–$18
Q and Not U
Dischord needs more disciples like these guys—they don't (overwhelmingly) bow down to the Fugazi playbook, they incorporate crap like toy keyboards into the mix without coming off too cutesy, and they generate original, emotive dance-punk. Neumo's, 8 p.m. $10 adv. E