"2080" by Yeasayer, who play Neumos tonight

For all you jazz people out there, the Ballard Jazz Walk is tonight, and everyone from Egan's to


Tonight's Show Suggestions

"2080" by Yeasayer, who play Neumos tonight

For all you jazz people out there, the Ballard Jazz Walk is tonight, and everyone from Egan's to Conor Byrne's is participating. There's also the Nadamucho.com birthday bash with The Gatling Gees and Girl Trouble at Chop Suey, which should be fun, too. Also, if you missed Wallpaper's CD release show last week at the Comet Tavern, they're playing another show tonight at High Dive.

Patterns, Jack Lewis, Oh Yeah Hell Yeah at Comet Tavern, 9 p.m., $6

Raechel Sims wrote the paragraph below for this week's Short List, but it should also be noted that this is Jeffrey Lewis' brother Jack's first Seattle show.

Tonight's bill showcases a solid assortment of rollicking indie rock that ranges in genus from Appalachian-tinged Americana to suave, nuanced Portland pop. Come discover why your friends south of the (state) border harbor an abiding, cult-like love for Patterns (or anything frontman Ricci Swift touches, for that matter.) The trio shines brightest in intimate venues, though their soulful layering of organs, driving bass and clap-along refrains would easily fill much larger spaces. As far as Sam Russell and the Harborrats, no one knows which incarnation of this seemingly ever-changing cavalcade of performers will appear, but the rotating line-up always wields a precise combination of soul and folk. Russell's reassuring baritone could almost pass for that of The National's Matt Beringer, but his underlying heart-on-the-brink tremble keeps it from happening (thank God).

The Rosebuds, No Kids, The Kindness Kind's CD release at Tractor Tavern, 9 p.m., $10

I also heartily recommend The Kindness Kind, whose new album is a lovely little Blonde Redhead-esque gem of airy female vocals and electropop goodness. But here's Michael Alan Goldberg on The Rosebuds:

Last year, married North Carolinians Ivan Howard and Kelly Crisp -- better known as The Rosebuds -- delivered a terrific album of dark, stylish, synth-heavy pop (Night of the Furies) that merged ominous imagery with Howard's nocturnal guitar, Crisp's jaunty keys, and the pair's dramatic vocal interplay in a manner that suggested early Cure combined with Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. They've somehow managed to one-up that disc with the stunning new Life Like -- impeccably crafted, it's even more seductive and atmospheric than its predecessor; still lyrically obsessed with trouble and strife, yet packed with plenty of sweet melodies. It's much more guitar-centric as well, in a dream pop kind of way that also at times recalls the moodiness of "Pink Frost"-era Chills. It's fantastic stuff, delivered just as brilliantly live -- as proved by a live set I caught earlier this year. Definitely don't miss this one.

Yeasayer at Neumos, 8 p.m., $15

Devan Schwartz on Yeasayer:

If David Byrne and Brian Eno collaborated with Animal Collective, you might expect a sound like Yeasayer's: with vocal harmonies, complex and ornate instrumentation, electronic accompaniment and clear Eastern influences. In 2007, this Brooklyn-based quartet released their debut LP, All Hour Cymbals, bringing the future and the distant past together in an awkward, but sincere, postmodern embrace. Yeasayer currently play at least a cameo role in a musical movement likely to be seen as quite significant in retrospect, if not immediately so. One day I picture them giving a guest sermon at Byrne's church of evangelical atheists. The drums and strings will be there, the ethereal chanting, the odd fusion style as monks and hipsters syncopate the music with their stomping feet. Can I get an "amen"?

Iced Earth, Earlyman, HMP, Vigilance at Studio Seven, 7 p.m., $30, all ages

Justin Farrar on Iced Earth:

Now that wonderfully overblown pomposity like power metal and progressive metal are back in vogue, Iced Earth is finally getting love from those longhairs who didn't stop buying records in 1987. And that's a good thing, because the group's new album, The Crucible of Man: Something Wicked Part 2, totally rules. Oh sure, I don't know what in hell they're ranting about (something about the Antichrist and how he corrupts mankind for 2,000 straight years), but the narrative takes a backseat to the album's overall sound. Although Iced Earth play power metal, their production shares more in common with Deicide than Iron Maiden. We're talking a brutality wherein every minute detail (and there are many) is rendered with pinprick precision and then pushed to the very edges of the speaker cones. So cool.

comments powered by Disqus