The Mae Shi

Underground California is a weird fuckin’ place. While national trends in indie rock come and go like male mayflies post coitus, the Golden State never stops churning out spazzy, neo-no wave party noise. From Deerhoof and Hella to No Age and Death Sentence: Panda!, Californians love their Atari synth-scree and day-glo leg warmers. And the Mae Shi is no different. These four overly caffeinated art school dropouts from L.A. unleash one stuttering dork-jammer after another. Plowing through their latest album (appropriately titled HLLLYH) is like being tied up with half-melted rubber bands and force fed vending machine slime for 30 straight minutes. Of course, there are those among us whose nervous systems need stuff like this. It’s nothing more than therapy, really. With PRE, Past Lives, Midwife and Talbot Tagora. The Vera Project, Seattle Center, Warren Ave. N. and Republican. 7:30 p.m. $9. All ages. JUSTIN F. FARRAR
Fri., April 25, 7:30 p.m., 2008