Here it goes!

Tonight!

Friday, January 11

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Climax Golden Twins conjoin with the A-Frames, Sunset Tavern, 1/11.

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The Weekend Preview

Here it goes!

Tonight!

Friday, January 11

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Climax Golden Twins conjoin with the A-Frames, Sunset Tavern, 1/11.

What do you get when you cross the A-Frames with Climax Golden Twins? Why, AFCGT of course! What to expect? Jeffery Taylor of CGT says, "Its a big 'ol fun mess of noisy rock action....or something. have lots of drinks and it'll sound fuckin' great!... if you like being run over by a psychedelic mack truck. or something."

Sounds great. Sunset Tavern, 9 p.m. $7.

Karla Starr tells you why Casiotone isn't just for the Painfully Alone in this week's Short List:

When I was 8, my mom bought me a Casiotone. After two months, my teacher informed my cheap mother that I needed a bigger keyboard, killing my music career. I sadly hadn't seen my Casiotone as San Francisco's Owen Ashworth sees his: a blank canvas capable of crafting deft beats and lo-fi harmonies. CFTPA's songs brim with latent emotion, hypnotic, nearly monotone singing, ala a stripped-down David Bazan of Pedro the Lion (who Ashworth supported on tour this autumn)—somehow both melancholic and uplifting. This show, with Concern (his brother Gordon) celebrates the release of a two-song "collaborative Bruce Springsteen tribute single." Only 1,000 copies are being pressed. On your mark, get set. With Baby Panda and Ghosts and Liars. KARLA STARR

The Vera Project, 7:30 p.m. $8. All ages.

Lupe Fiasco: love him or hate him? Samuel L. Chesneau writes in The Wire this week:

Hip-hop heads seem to have love or hate for Lupe Fiasco. Some question his fashion sense or the music he came up listening to (Spice 1, Eightball & MJG), and don’t like his recent collaborations and hipster-like crossover appeal, which results in him being perceived as trendy. On the flip side, true music lovers appreciate Lupe’s style in pushing the envelope, never settling, and keeping people guessing, as he’s done with his sophomore release on Atlantic, The Cool. He has the unique ability to combine the qualities of cadence, rhyme schemes, and lyricism with relevant, profound subject matter.

Decide for yourself tonight at Showbox at the Market, 8 p.m. $22.50 adv./$25.

Hannah Levin rightfully recommends a solid local hip-hop heavy bill in Fremont:

The Saturday Knights, Dyme Def, Cancer Rising

While the adrenalin-surging effect of the local hip-hop scene’s growing significance is causing some to insist that Seattle’s rock scene is on the wane, the reality is that it’s just being augmented for the better. The mischievous MCs behind the Saturday Knights are hardly dismissive of punk passion—that’s probably why they pulled Cops frontman Mike Jaworski on board as a guitarist last year. Joining the Knights tonight are Dyme Def, whose strong, deceptively simple delivery and brash personas helped land them the coveted opening slot (along with the more cerebral wordsmiths of Cancer Rising) on the recent Wu Tang Clan bill at the Showbox. Local rock ain’t dead, it just has to share the playground with the rest of the kids, and that sort of integration is good for everyone. HANNAH LEVIN

High Dive, 9 p.m. $8.

Last but not least, Broken Disco 10 takes over the Chop with Egyptian Lover with Jamie Jupiter, Caro, Zac Hendrix, Electrosect, Michaal Manahan, Adlib, Something's Burning, Killing Frenzy.

Says Rachel Shimp in the SL this week:

“What is a DJ if he can’t scratch?” Ask Greg Broussard, who is one of those DJ/producers you probably can’t place but whose cuts were instrumental in the ‘80s electro scene that’s influencing everything you love now. Tracks like “Egypt, Egypt” and “Computer Love” might have come out when you were seven, but they’re respected by breakdancers and left-field experimentalists alike for their place in history. And this is a Broken Disco party—big number 10 to be exact!—so if electro isn’t your bag, there’s live performances by incredible locals like Caro and Electrosect to sweeten the deal. Don’t bump the tables! With Egyptian Lover featuring Jamie Jupiter, Zac Hendrix, Michaal Manahan, Adlib, Something’s Burning, Killing Frenzy. RACHEL SHIMP

Chop Suey, 9 p.m. $12.

Saturday!

January 12

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DJ Mark Farina, Neumo's, 1/12.

DJ Mark Farina rolls into town again from the foggy reaches of SF:

Taking cues from multi-culti music aficionado and BBC DJ Gilles Peterson, San Francisco DJ Farina mashed up house, hip hop, and jazzy downtempo for something fresh that few who heard it back then can forget. In fact, he’s gone on to release five volumes, most recently in 2005, expertly blending tunes from Soul Providers, Pete Rock, Zion I, and more. His live sets are on the housier side, though, so you won’t slip, even if you’re tripping. RACHEL SHIMP

Neumo's, 8 p.m. $15 adv.

Hannah Levin loves the Maldives:

Few other Seattle rock bands are putting on live shows with as much homespun, earthy energy as the Maldives are conjuring right now. Jason Dodson and his well-populated band of merry makers (roll call usually involves at least nine members, including pedal steel, fiddle, banjo and accordion players), seem to be on a roll, winning new fans every time they hit the stage, sounding like the one local band who would truly deserve an opening slot on a Drive-By Truckers tour.

High Dive, 9 p.m. $7.

Reverend Payton and His Big Damn Band are certainly that. Chris Kornelis offers reason enough:

The wide-eyed Reverend fronts the band with a booming, bayou-infected message that will have you begging for baptism. His wife, Breezy, sports Freddy Kreuger hands behind the washboard, with brother Jayme on drums. Indiana-bred swamp rock has never tasted so good.

Tractor Tavern, 9:30 p.m. $10.

Sunday!

January 13

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Jeff Fielder, Sunset Tavern, 1/13.

Come down to the rootsy sound of Seattle's own Jeff Fielder at the Sunset's 4 O'Clock Rock. Brian Barr recommends him:

With many young roots music players, it seems their definition of the genre is limited to dusty minor-key melancholia. That's why an artist like local Jeff Fielder is refreshing. As with any good roots tune, there is a melancholy thread weaved throughout all of his material. But Fielder lets the songs breath by giving them a bluesy-pop tilt. When I hear him, I think of less-macho Billy Joe Shaver; he's a singer-songwriter so skilled that he knows how to cry in his beer but not take it too seriously.

Sunset Tavern, 4 p.m. $5.

 
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