Paul Weller plays the Moore Theatre tonight; here's an interview with the man.
Also, Fucked Up is at Neumos with Akimbo and Police Teeth this evening at 8 p.m. for $15; I interviewed Fucked Up's singer, Damian, and you can read that right here. At least, the beginning of it; the second half mysteriously disappeared, which is something I'll remedy shortly.
There's also Misfits vs. Stooges night at the Comet Tavern, which starts at 8 p.m. and costs $6:
How in the hell are you suppose to choose between the Stooges and the Misfits?! Surely a greater case could not be made for punk rock apples and oranges. Let's start with the similarities; both have teeny little front men with insane abs who've gone on to major solo careers. Both bands are beyond influential, highly revered and appropriately mind numbing in their aggression. But aggression is also what set these two bands apart. The Stooges brand of aggro is corrosively sexual, while Misfits' style aggro exists solely for its own sake. The Misfits' fascination with theatrical horror always seemed to come off a little on the Kiss tip, and was never quite as compelling as Iggy actually rolling on broken glass. This, coupled with the absolutely terrible, irony-free cover of (uggh, it pains my fingers to even type it) "Monster Mash" currently on the Misfit's Myspace page, would force me to choose the Stooges. MA'CHELL DUMA LAVASSAR