Night Beats

While Seattle three-piece the Night Beats' soulful sludge rock invokes the heady psychedelia of Cream, the 13th Floor Elevators and the Doors to the best possible end, there's a sultry edge to the band's music: the slurred riffs and Lee Blackwell's (real name Danny Rajan) howling is heady enough to spawn a spontaneous Bacchanalian orgy on the Funhouse's beer-slick floor. That the band is selling "limited edition condoms" in addition to things like shirts and buttons just drives home the point that this is music for people who like drugs almost as much as they like to fuck. Almost. With Unnatural Helpers, Zig Zags, Broomsticks. SARA BRICKNER

Fri., Sept. 17, 9:30 p.m., 2010

 
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