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Agent Orange, Friday, February 20: Thirty years ago, singer-guitarist Mike Palm and the rest of his Southern California trio, Agent Orange, got the good idea to mix first-wave punk-rock and hardcore with ’60s and ’70s surf music, holding onto the loud/fast/snotty approach while delivering melody and clarity, too. And with that, they all but invented skate-punk and pop-punk and directly influenced countless bands in their wake, many of whom (Green Day, Blink-182, the Offspring) achieved multi-platinum success. As with most musical founding fathers, that kind of fame and fortune eluded Agent Orange, and I’m sure they’d trade a little bit of their scene credibility and respect for some cold hard cash. But they’re still plugging away and drawing crowds, even though Palm is the only original member left. Doesn’t matter much – he wrote nearly all the songs, and when they play “Bloodstains” these days, it still rips and spits as fiercely as always. With the Jager Bombs, the Crills, the Blanx, Board Youth, Come Live The Riot. Studio Seven, 110 S. Horton St., 286-1312. 7:30 p.m., $11 adv., $14 dos. All ages. Note by MICHAEL ALAN GOLDBERG

Tyvek, Sunday, February 22: Like our very own Visqueen, Tyvek is a band that named itself after a synthetic wrap often found on construction sites. But there isn't much construction underway where this band hails from; Inner-city Detroit, an area that, in the words of comedian Eugene Mirman, looks like it's been attacked. But urban neglect and decay also produces great punk rock, which is why the dirty D and Cleve-O, Ohio, have been such hotbeds for the rawest of the raw (MC5! Dead Boys!). There is a buzzy, deconstructionist, slightly out-of-tune quality to Tyvek's recordings, but what's more key is the way Tyvek overlay thick-headed snare-and-cymbal pounding with rather upbeat 60s garage melodies. Not only is this raw-and-pop blend essential when you traffic in populist noise-punk, its also makes Tyvek a perfect complement to local openers Coconut Coolouts, who play party-punk so fuzzed it sounds like your shitty speakers are about to burst. With Little Claw, Unnatural Helpers. Funhouse, 206 Fifth Ave. N., 374-8400. 9:30 p.m., $7. Note by BRIAN J. BARRÂ