The Short List: The Week's Recommended Shows

From Bad Religion to Built to Spill.

Bad Religion / Wednesday, November 17

It's been 31 years since Greg Graffin founded Bad Religion, one of the most literate and intelligent punk bands ever to inspire disillusioned teenagers. Since then, Bad Religion has released 15 albums, including this year's The Dissent of Man, and become notorious for their indictment of modern man and 21st-century digital boys. The band—specifically guitarist Brett Gurewitz—is responsible for the existence of Epitaph Records and teaching punk rockers the meaning of five-dollar words like "assuage," "proliferation," and "ecosystem." Who cares if they haven't released an undeniably amazing album since 1996's Stranger Than Fiction? (2002's The Process of Belief was decent, but compared to Suffer? Come on.) The band predicted the rise of global warming and life-stealing computer programs long before the Prius or Facebook existed. That deserves some respect. With Bouncing Souls, Off With Their Heads. Showbox SoDo, 1700 First Ave. S., 628-3151. 7 p.m. $25. All ages. PAIGE RICHMOND

Collie Buddz / Wednesday, November 17

If you've ever been to a reggae show or house party with any sort of Caribbean leaning, odds are you've rocked to Collie Buddz's 2007 monster hook: "Finally the herbs come around!" Since the release of his self-titled debut that year, the New Orleans–born, Bermuda-raised musician with a tendency toward dancehall and hip-hop has worked with the likes of Busta Rhymes, Beyoncé, and Lil' Flip—all the while attempting to avoid the shadow of the world's Sean Pauls. Now touring on his third full-length, The Last Toke, Buddz may not have kept his grasp on the limelight, but he still has control over the convincing vocals and pop/dub/R&B crossover ability that put him there. With The New Kingston Band, Northwest Sons, DJ Redman. Nectar, 412 N. 36th St., 632-2020. 8 p.m. $18. NICK FELDMAN

Tennis / Wednesday, November 17

In 2009, after six years of scrimping and saving, married couple Patrick Riley and Alaina Moore bought a 30-foot sailboat named Cape Dory. The pair, from Denver, had no sailing experience, but equipped with a copy of The Annapolis Book of Seamanship, they spent eight months journeying up the Eastern seaboard from the Bahamas to Baltimore. Upon their return, they wrote a record about it. The Marathon EP features sweet songs inspired by Wall-of-Sound girl groups like the Shirelles, with fuzzed-out layers of simple keys and guitar and Moore's lively, sophisticated vocals. Come January, Tennis will release their first full-length, Cape Dory, containing even more delightfully radiant songs with titles like "South Carolina," "Bimini Bay," and "Seafarer." With the Golden Blondes. Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave., 441-7416. 8 p.m. $10. ERIN K. THOMPSON

Greg Dulli / Thursday, November 18

Fans of highly emotional, rhythmically driven alternative rock can rejoice. Greg Dulli—the frontman of the Twilight Singers, the Gutter Twins (with grunge hero Mark Lanegan), and the perpetually underrated Afghan Whigs—recently announced two big musical steps forward. First, the Twilight Singers, his more low-key and lovely project, is finally recording a new album, nearly five years after the release of the ever-so-sultry Powder Burns. Second, Dulli—now 45, still shaggy-haired and tortured but no longer known for his perpetual chain-smoking—is embarking on a solo tour. He's performing songs from his entire catalog, which means his set will have a combination of the driving, slightly wild feel of Afghan Whigs songs like "Debonair" and the soft, haunting quality of the Twilight Singers—in short, everything that makes Dulli both a tearjerker and a heartthrob. With Shawn Smith. Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave., 441-7416. 8 p.m. $19. PAIGE RICHMOND

High Places / Thursday, November 18

The L.A.-by-way-of Brooklyn duo High Places—arranger and multi-instrumentalist Rob Barber and singer Mary Pearson—released their second LP, the moody High Places vs. Mankind, in March. The album surprised fans of their carefree 2008 self-titled debut in its overt melancholy—sonically, the music still featured electronic beats mixed with guitar riffs, trippy percussive rhythms, and Pearson's fluid vocals, which shimmer and slither like spirits from the netherworld. But songs like the gypsy-vibed "The Longest Shadow," the smoky "Giving It Up," and the spooky, bassoon-darkened "I Was Born" (Pearson has a degree in bassoon performance) convey a sense of glazed-over resignation. It's lovely stuff, in an eerie, haunting way—not so much dance music as daze music. With Soft Circle, Tiny Vipers. Vera Project, 305 Harrison St., 956-8372. 7:30 p.m. $10. All ages. ERIN K. THOMPSON

Built to Spill / Friday, November 19—Saturday, November 20

If it feels as if Boise rockers Built to Spill have been touring nonstop for the past handful of years, it's because they have been. Remarkably, between the October 2009 release of their seventh studio album, There Is No Enemy, and now, frontman Doug Martsch and bassist Brett Nelson found the time to record The Electric Anthology Project (out last July). The project founded the duo, which uses only drum machines and synthesizers, to create seven '80s New Wave remixes of songs from the band's back catalog. Antics like that certainly please hardcore fans, as will Martsch and company's onstage jams during their two-night stay in Seattle. With Le Fleur, Cober. Showbox at the Market, 1426 First Ave., 628-3151. 8 p.m. $20 adv./$25 DOS. Fri., 21 and over; Sat., all ages. BRYDEN MCGRATH

Hobosexual / Friday, November 19

It's Matt Brown's birthday! Who's Matt Brown? Who cares?! Whoever he is (a local-music mega-super-fan, if you must know), there's a helluva party being thrown on his behalf at the legendarily wide-open Blue Moon. Headlining is Hobosexual, a heavy, ingeniously named duo who make way more noise than a duo ought to have a right to make. Emceeing is Rocket Queen Hannah Levin, and there'll be a meat raffle, with the proceeds to benefit Northwest Harvest. Long known to be the exclusive domain of American Legions and hunting bars in southern Illinois, meat raffles are being brought to the mainstream by the Moon—insofar as the iconoclastic bar can be considered mainstream (it can't). Uli's, Smokin' Pete's, and other carnivorous suppliers are donating the goods. Meaty great! With We Wrote the Book on Connectors, Police Teeth, The TG Project. Blue Moon, 712 N.E. 45th St, 675-9116. 9 p.m. $5. MIKE SEELY

The Intelligence / Friday, November 19

Punk may be dead, but there are mediums who can channel its deranged ghost, and The Intelligence vocalist and guitarist Lars Finberg is one of them. The band's latest release, Males, is temperamental post-punk boogie, equally bouncy and brooding; it begins with bubbling bong water and ends with a solid 1:05 of static. Even though this grating drone, which concludes the title track, feels like a big "fuck you," that sneer is the essence of rock and roll's sinister side. Last year, Chris Woodhouse joined the band as a second guitarist, and though Finberg once played all the instruments on The Intelligence albums himself, Males employs the band that played with him in the studio: Woodhouse, Susanna Welbourne, and Beren Ekine-Huett. With Unnatural Helpers, Partman Parthorse. Sunset Tavern, 5433 Ballard Ave. N.W., 784-4880. 10 p.m. $8. SARA BRICKNER

Margot & the Nuclear So and Sos / Friday, November 19

Not long ago, Margot and the Nuclear So and Sos had even more band members than words in its name, numbering eight in its mini-orchestra. Only three remain, plus three new friends (a net loss), leaving behind the cello and trumpet and chamber charm in favor of more guitars, more blues, more kick. But stripped down to a traditional band setup, they also whisper more from that missing haunted space perfect for their tense, poetic portraits of complex, confused, and ultimately humorous characters—slightly psychotic friends, bloodthirsty protagonists, and, always, lovers who turn their backs. With Jookabox, Burnt Ones. Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave., 441-7416. 8 p.m. $12. MARY PAULINE DIAZ

Over the Rhine / Friday, November 19–Sunday, November 21

Even after having played music together for seven years, Karin Bergquist and Linford Detweiler still liked each other enough in '96 to get married. Both the marriage and the music are still going strong. The Ohio couple plays raw country rock out of a vintage Victrola (seriously, there's an animated one on their website's media player), with thoughtful, critical cries on life, death, God, and culture. With Lucy Wainwright Roche. Triple Door, 216 Union St., 838-4333. 8 p.m. Fri.–Sat., 7 p.m. Sun. $30 adv./$35 DOS. All ages. MARY PAULINE DIAZ

Wild Orchid Children / Friday, November 19

When you put on animated shows the way Wild Orchid Children do, it's pretty difficult to make an album that can compare. But the band's brand-new Wild Orchid Children Are Alexander Supertramp is as close as it gets. Thomas Hunter is not a guitarist, he's a hypnotist who uses a guitar instead of a pendulous pocket watch. The album's second track, "Black Shiny FBI Shoes," at 18:32, provides ample proof of that all by itself. (And people think "Stairway to Heaven" is long. Pfft.) I would call Wild Orchid Children's freaky rock and roll the ultimate, best-ever jam band—it's as though the Blood Brothers and Akron/Family were caught in a radioactive accident of some kind and melded into one enormous psychedelic superband. With See Me River, Magic Mirrors. Columbia City Theater, 4816 Rainier Ave. S., 789-3599. 9 p.m. $12. SARA BRICKNER

Rumspringa / Sunday, November 21

"Rumspringa" is a term of Dutch origin, typically used to refer to the hedonistic sabbatical Amish adolescents are encouraged to take during their transition to adulthood. Rumspringa is also a guitar/drum duo from Los Angeles that does not fall into the expected noisy, shambolic territory currently occupied by other two-piece configurations like the White Stripes or Seattle's own My Goodness, choosing instead to mine more downbeat grooves with softer soul undertones and the occasional twang or flange effect that fans of Hayden or Crooked Fingers might enjoy. It doesn't always work smoothly, but when they do get it in the pocket, as they do on the single "Shake 'Em Loose Tonight," it's a remarkable and admirable exercise in minimalism. With Bear Hands, Black Whales. Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave., 441-7416. 8 p.m. $10. HANNAH LEVIN

Lisa Dank / Monday, November 22

Known as much for her colorfully choreographed, flagrantly sexual performances as for her hooky, insinuating catalogue, Juliane Popelka strives to maintain a pop star's high gloss while staying true to the Northwest's ingrained DIY aesthetic. Aside from her attention-grabbing showmanship, the South American transplant and former accountant better known as Lisa Dank—an acronym for "Dance Awesome Naked Killer"—crafts feverish electro-laced tunes unlike most of those coming out of Seattle. In a city historically known for rock and currently fixated on hip-hop, pop isn't exactly the style du jour—but channeling Madonna, Dank couldn't care less. With Control Keys, 5h1f7y. Comet Tavern, 922 E. Pike St., 322-9272. 9 pm. $7. NICK FELDMAN

Diminished Men / Tuesday, November 23

Inescapable references to David Lynch, Ennio Morricone, and all things sonically surreal notwithstanding, Diminished Men's willfully obtuse approach to arrangements and aggressively innovative use of the rich spaces between notes make them one of this city's most unheralded musical treasures. Tonight's show in the Triple Door's auxiliary lounge, the Musicquarium, is one of the last chances to catch the venue's month-long Speakeasy series, which features the Men playing against the visually mesmerizing backdrop of classic films. Tonight's offering is Michelangelo Antonioni's 1966 mod-noir masterpiece, Blow-Up, a film originally scored by jazz savant Herbie Hancock. Triple Door Musicquarium, 216 Union St., 838-4333. 9 p.m. Free. HANNAH LEVIN

 
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