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TacocaT, the Suspicions, Reverse Dotty, the Hungry Pines
Comet Tavern, $6, 9 p.m.
TacocaT, a lady-dominated band that sings coarse punk songs about their disdain for gynecologists, muffin tops, and Anna Nicole Smith, sound more like feminist anarcho-punk with a sense of humor than pop punk, which is the descriptor they use for themselves. Because when TacocaT take on Seattle's holier-than-thou cyclist scenesters in the song "Bike Party," it barely qualifies as pop. It's raw, infectious, punk rock, with Emily Nokes belting out sassy, shrieking vocals that are uncannily similar to Joan Jett's with Bikini Kill—a deliberate and impressive feat for a band that's only a year old. Then again, the band also performs tracks like "Peeps," an appropriately saccharine number dedicated to the sugar-coated marshmallows. Joining TacocaT onstage are dance-party darlings Reverse Dotty and the Candy Cane Shivs, a Portland group whose sensual songs inspire uncontrollable lust in all who hear their lead vocalist, Felony Dot, moaning into the microphone. With the Suspicions, Reverse Dotty, the Hungry Pines.
-- SARA BRICKNER
Sia, Har Mar Superstar
Showbox at the Market, $18, 8:00pm
Joan Rivers and Miss Piggy do it at the makeup counter in The Muppets Take Manhattan. Crazy Betty does it in the French film Betty Blue. Smearing lipstick all over your face is generally an indicator of whacked-out loony time for the ladies (at least in the media), so when the album artwork and marketing campaign for Australian soul/pop artist Sia's new full-length, Some People Have Real Problems, featured her—in print and web ads far and wide—with colored markers all over her face and a vacant look in her eyes, it made me want to [a] put her in a straitjacket; or [b] harness her crazy jams (which prove, after listening, to be much more soulful, subdued, and substantial than the artwork indicates) and ride them all the way to the moon. Ron Jeremy look-alike Har Mar Superstar opens, upping the circus sideshow potential.
-- AJA PECKNOLD