WMS Jazz Quartet and String Ensemble Every year, Seattle Weekly donates five percent of the proceeds from REVERB to a music-related nonprofit organization. This year, that non-profit is Friends of Washington Music, a group whose express purpose is to help fund the music program at Washington Middle School in South Seattle. TonightaE™s performance will showcase just a few of the students whose music education FOWM helps to support; you can find more information at their booth, should you be inspired to donate. Volterra, 5 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Greta Matassa Easily Seattle’s favorite female jazz vocalist, Matassa is rooted in the tradition of Ella, Sarah, and all the giants of swing and balladry. She delivers standards and lesser-known charts with a pure tone, a knowing heart, and unaffected elegance. If you want to hear what love songs can be like when distilled to the essence of a lost age, come hear Matassa. Volterra, 6 p.m. p.m. Note by MARK D. FEFER

Matt Jorgensen + 451 Matt Jorgensen + 451–One of the city’s most reliably exciting jazz quintets, this band explores the outer reaches of the electro-acoustic landscape with dual saxes, the deft Ryan Burns on Fender Rhodes, and bass anchor man Phil Sparks. Drummer and leader Matt Jorgensen creatively powers the unit. Volterra, 7 p.m. Note by MARK D. FEFER

Matt Jorgensen + 451 Matt Jorgensen + 451–One of the city’s most reliably exciting jazz quintets, this band explores the outer reaches of the electro-acoustic landscape with dual saxes, the deft Ryan Burns on Fender Rhodes, and bass anchor man Phil Sparks. Drummer and leader Matt Jorgensen creatively powers the unit. Volterra, 7 p.m. Note by MARK D. FEFER

Lushy Lounge act Lushy employ elements of funk, soul and pop music to create a perfectly pleasant cocktail of uplifting, quirky little jams. The lyrics donaE™t always make sense aE“ not really sure I want to know what they mean by aEœsunshine in your pantsaEaE”but the music makes for a smooth, classy backdrop to a nice meal and a bottle of expensive wine. Normally, lounge music is better suited for decked-out old farts wooing women forty years their junior at a stuffy, overpriced restaurant, but Lushy comes off less like our grandparentsaE™ music and more like modern lounge pop act Morcheeba; instead of feeling dated and stodgy, it makes you feel classy and timeless. Volterra, 9 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Los VolcanesSee feature. Volterra, 10 p.m.

Kaylee Cole Kaylee ColeaE™s tremulous warbling and piano strains are similar to that of a similar songstress: Regina Spektor, whose impressive vocal calisthenics either impress or disgust her listeners. Kaylee Cole isnaE™t quite so divisive; she takes a more tempered approach than Spektor. ColeaE™s songs are melancholy, gloomy things, but her voice bursts through the grey sobriety of it all with piercing clarity. Unfortunately for us, sheaE™s actually based in Spokane, not Seattle, but sheaE™s so good we had to make an exception to the aEœlocals-onlyaE rule. Conor Byrne, 7:30 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Heatwarmer If David Byrne and his Talking Head companions were from Seattle and based in the aE˜00s instead of the aE˜80s, theyaE™d sound a lot like Heatwarmer. The five piece isnaE™t the least bit predictable however on stage, switching from phish style noodling to Medeski Martin and Wood-esque keyboard heavy songs that focus on the groove more than anything. Lead singer Luke Bergman stretches his voice, and the bands arrangements. Fans of Disco Biscuits shouldnaE™t miss this one. Mr. SpotaE™s Chai House, 8 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

Zera MarvelSee feature. Conor Byrne, 9:30 p.m.

Barton Carrol

Star Anna and the Laughing Dogs Though sheaE™s influenced by country music, throaty chanteuse Star AnnaaE™s original songs come off sort of like Lucinda Williams might if sheaE™d been born in the North and grown up on grunge music. Her second full-length album, The Only Thing That Matters, is a mAclange of country music and rock and roll. It may offend country music purists, but will wow anyone who digs it when Lucinda Williams tones down the twang in favor of rock and roll. Whether Star Anna will be able to keep riding the fence between country and rock indefinitely remains to be seen, but sometimes, itaE™s okay not to pick a side and attempt to cherrypick the best from two very wonderful worlds. Conor Byrne, 11:30 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Trashy Trash DJsSee feature. Ballard Loft, 6 p.m.

DJ Taco Supreme Not every aEœdanceaE DJ is required to spin electronic cuts. And if they were, dance music would really suck. DJ Taco Supreme simply follows one core rule: play music that makes people have a good time. That might vary from the Commodores to the Ramones or from DEVO to David Bowie, but if it gets butts moving and cheeks grinning (no, not those cheeks) then Taco Supreme has done his job. HeaE™s already an institution in Ballard so heaE™ll be right at home. Ballard Loft, 10 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

Fresh Espresso Fresh Espresso is bouncing across a fine line. For fans of dance music, the duoaE™s synth heavy electronic feel aE“which is orchestrated entirely by producer P Smoov aE“ makes the group sound like protAcgAcs of Kraftwerk and J.U.S.T.I.C.E. But if youaE™re a hip-hop fan, Rik RudeaE™s Chronic 2.0-style raps and verbal braggadocio should fit in your breast pocket just nicely. When you combine those two worlds, what happens is that Fresh Espresso create a futuristic hip-hop party where audience members can nerd out during every song. The groupaE™s debut album, Glamour, is selling well locally and word is, both Girl Talk and Erick Sermon of EMPD are fans. Figures. New York Fashion Academy, 4 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

Grynch The balladeer of Ballard may be short, but Grynch is difficult to overlook. A string of recently released EPs have shown an impressive progression thataE™s helped cement the big-voiced MC as a force in the scene. On his latest, Chemistry, Grynch tackles a wide range of topics with an actoraE™s ear for recognizing and capturing moods. aEœMy VolvoaE finds him lamenting and loving his crappy car, while on aEœDoinaE™ Too MuchaE Grynch speaks honestly about the consequences of hard living. His stage shows reflect this multi-pronged perspective, and often feature other prominent members from the local hip-hop community. New York Fashion Academy, 5 p.m. Note by KEVIN CAPP

GMK WeaE™ve all been the victim of a DJ who, sans irony, powers through half-track after half-track, content to let a songaE™s chorus do the talking and not much else. These ADD-afflicted sets are part of a larger problem with a frenetic culture whose all-day channel-flipping sessions and six-syllable text messages have eroded the long pause as much as the long songaE”and Seattle-by-way-of Columbia City MC GMK knows it. His brilliant 2009 EP, Songs For Bloggers, lampooned the hyperactivity by reveling in it. Each cut is purposefully clipped and thus easy to digest for all those off their meds. His flow, too, is palatable and pop in the best sense of both terms, and his voice is tinged with a teenageraE™s enthusiasm, even when heaE™s enjoying an aEœAdult SwimaE or spitting game at aEœCollege Girls.aE New York Fashion Academy, 6 p.m. Note by KEVIN CAPP

Lady Drama With a name like Lady Drama, youaE™d think this would be music made for divas and soon to be ex girlfriends who are looking to pick a fight. Instead, this talented quartet of gents (ahem) specialize in making rollicking basement style indie rock thataE™s perfect for Northwestern nights. With a solid following in Ballard already, thereaE™s no reason the band shouldnaE™t attract a sizeable crowd of folks that like to dance in order to stay warm rather than wear extra layers. Mr. SpotaE™s Chai House, 7 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

HattieaE™s Hoot As a grand finale to this show at HattieaE™s, weaE™re holding a hootenanny featuring a smorgasbord of musicians whoaE™ve already performed at REVERBaE¦but youaE™ll have to show up to see whoaE™ll be making an appearance for this roots round robin. HattieaE™s Hat, 10:30 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Rusty Willoughby Dusty front porch music is what theyaE™d call Rusty WilloughbyaE™s type of guitar playing if this was the South. But since this is the Pacific Northwest, heaE™s known as a tender voiced singer-songwriter who can strum along to all the emotions of your heart one song at a time. No matter how you want to classify him, Willoughby is an ace at creating ballads that sound perfect for campfires, cookouts, and any place where acoustic guitar picking is appreciated. HattieaE™s Hat, 9:30 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

Shenandoah DavisSee feature. HattieaE™s Hat, 8:30 p.m.

Shana Cleveland Though Shana ClevelandaE™s likely best known for fronting local K Records band The Curious Mystery, the music she performs under her own name (as part of local label-collective Dandelion Gold) is quieter, more brooding stuff than the Curious MysteryaE™s loud psychedelia. ItaE™s simpler, more discordant and deliberately lo-fi, and here, thereaE™s less to detract from ClevelandaE™s cloying voice, which is equal parts Chan Marshall and Nico. Solo, her voice occasionally takes on a husky, rough edge, but that vulnerability is what defines her individual work. HattieaE™s Hat, 7:30 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Lonesome Shack Lonesome ShackaE™s back porch blues sounds just about as authentic as they come; the bandaE™s earthy, fuzzy recordings sound less like a contemporary band and more like a 70-year-old LP these guys found floating around their grandparentsaE™ attic. Like popular two-man Akron act the Black Keys, Lonesome ShackaE™s success as a two-man band largely relies on lo-fi purism: without the fuzz and the hiss, the music would seem like a watered-down revivalist imitation of a style of music that became popular so long ago, few people living today are old enough to remember its heydey. Instead, Ben Todd and drummer Kristian Garrard (of Thousand and Heatwarmer) have devoted themselves to the study of true roots, and their music reflects that reference for authenticity. HattieaE™s Hat, 6:30 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Lindsay Fuller A Facebook search for aEœLindsay FulleraE yields well over 100 results, but singer-songwriter Lindsay Fuller is anything but generic. The Seattle transplant uses her upbringing in the deep South as inspiration for her brooding folk songs about love, loneliness, and small town life. It’s perfect fodder for someone whose voice is as gritty and affecting as FulleraE™s. GirlaE™s got soulaE”albeit a heavy one. It comes as a no-brainer when you hear her acoustic melodies that FulleraE™s biggest influence is the venerable Gillian Welch. But given her penchant for darker matters, sheaE™s really more like Fiona Apple with an acoustic guitar. HattieaE™s Hat, 5:30 p.m. Note by ERIKA HOBART

Jet Sparks Bridget aEœJetaE Mullen aE“ the voice behind Jet Sparks aE“ sings like sheaE™s whispering, and itaE™s this hushed quality that makes her music feel so warm and intimate despite the slow, somber melodies she prefers. Mullen previously performed under the handle aEœEmily Sparks,aE which might be confusing unless youaE™re familiar with the poem aEœEmily SparksaE by Edgar Lee Masterson. ItaE™s part of Spoon River Anthology, a book of poems Masterson wrote from the perspective of Spoon River residents reminiscing about their lives from beyond the grave. An appropriate moniker for a woman who sings such lonesome, mournful folk songs, Mullen hasnaE™t been very prolific aE“ not only does she rarely play shows, sheaE™s only put out two albums, and hasnaE™t released any music at all since 2005aE”but hereaE™s hoping this gig is a sign sheaE™ll emerge from the woodwork soon with a few more shows and a new record as Jet Sparks. HattieaE™s Hat, 4:30 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Mobile Slaughter UnitBit Saloon, 11 p.m.

Midnight Idols Midnight Idols are one of those bands who rely on a very specific, tried-and-true formula: raging metal guitar riffs topped off with campy ’80s glam metal vocals from the school of Van Halen, G ‘n R and Iron Maiden. If these guys weren’t such adept musicians — or took themselves seriously — this whole ’80s metal revival thing would be a total disaster, but their chops are as formidable as their sense of humor. It’s impossible not to enjoy Diamond’s reedy yowling about the wings of vengeance: it harkens back to an era when nothing was sexier than a man in Spandex, a long mullet-mane and eyeliner. These guys don’t indulge in such frippery, but they don’t need to: the music is awesome on its own. Bit Saloon, 12 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

The Keeper The Keeper specialize in foreboding, bass-driven metal songs about witches, castles and mystical folklore — all delivered in frontman Andrew Chapman’s gravelly baritone growl — but it’s to the band’s credit that their music isn’t all guttural shrieking and percussive assaults. There’s a melodic, almost cinematic aspect to the Keeper, too; Castles, a slower, ambient track, is one such example. But the band’s best song, Tonight We Ride, belongs in the former category: its loud, thumping bass line is the steel girder holding up what is, essentially, a hilarious, unapologetic ode to Dungeons and Dragons. We’re gonna need plus three wizard armor and bravery! Chapman proclaims. This evil will not stand, man! Damn right. Where’s my twelve-sided die? Bit Saloon, 10 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

The Redwood Plan Exuberant pop-punk energy has been the consistent factor in all of frontwoman Lesli Wood’s projects up until this point — her last group, Ms. Led, recently disbanded — but The Redwood Plan takes a decidedly sunnier approach to rock music, a point the band drives home with prominent use of synthesizer. It’s basically dance music for punks who don’t like techno. Whatever the setting, Wood remains a dynamic frontwoman, and longtime Lesli Wood fans will appreciate The Redwood Plan’s nod to Ms. Led’s harder edge on tracks like A-Side. The band’s got a new EP out, Movers Shakers Makers, too, so you can take the dance party home in case you find yourself feeling too punk (or too drunk) to dance in public. Bit Saloon, 9 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

The Tea CoziesSee feature. Bit Saloon, 8 p.m.

Levator Sky Lynn’s voice echoes over languid shoegaze melodies in Levator, a three-piece band whose sedate, dreamy tunes, occasional chanting and tambourines would seem perfectly at peace in a temple accompanied by thick, cloying incense. Lynn’s lyrics are mostly indecipherable, but that’s okay: Levator’s ethereal sound floats like a feather riding on Lynn’s angelic soprano. This is music for a vision quest (okay, psychotropic drugs), because for all its vast, galactic spaciousness, the psychedelic haze Levator creates feels less like an opaque, oppressive force and more like the warm, enveloping presence of an omniscient being whose otherworldly warble is there to lead you out of the fog and into psychic (if not sonic) clarity. Bit Saloon, 7 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

The Basements If you don’t know anything about the Basements (not to be confused with the Basemints), don’t feel bad: this set at REVERB will be the band’s very first show. The recently-assembled garage rock band — drummer Kurt Bloch (Young Fresh Fellows, Fastbacks), guitarist Jim Sangster (Young Fresh Fellows, Picketts), vocalist Carmella from Sgt. Major and bassist Drew Church (Droo Church, Little Cuts and Broadcast Oblivion) aE“ will be playing a set dominated by basement-themed songs (i.e. Etta James and Sugarpie Desantos’ In the Basement, the Ramones’ I Don’t Wanna Go Down to the Basement). As Kurt Bloch himself says, We’ll be sweatin’ in the basement and try[ing] to be punky without being totally punkass! Bit Saloon, 6 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Brent Amaker and the RodeoSee feature. Tractor Tavern, 6 p.m.

Coconut Coolouts When these purveyors of beer soaked, party flu hit the stage, prepare yourself: youaE™re going to catch a good time whether you wanted to or not. Their hot garage mess of simple, trashy tunes have a hypnotic aEœLouie, LouieaE-type effect, making you simultaneously sassy, dance happy, and even thirstier. With two stand up drummers, a keytar and tons aE˜o spontaneous backing vocalists/percussionists, the Coolouts leave you with the feeling that at any minute, anything might happenaE¦and it just might happen in a banana suit. Sunset Tavern, 11:30 p.m. Note by MAaE™CHELL DUMA LAVASSAR

Unnatural HelpersSunset Tavern, 10:30 p.m.

The Girls Never ones to shy away from the sexy side of rock aE˜n roll, the Girls have been bringing their skuzzy, lust soaked, wave punk to the gentleman and (especially) ladies of the Seattle scene for what has to be close to a decade. Helmed by original members singer Shannon Brown and guitarist Zache Davis, the GirlsaE™ music has evolved from its looser, garage rock beginnings (when Brown rocked slinky, silver, groupie-approved Iggy pants) to its current tight, dirty, dance punk incarnation, (which has the band looking like the Void (?) if they had cared about soap) they still put on a show that will send the guys home happy and their girls home horny. Sunset Tavern, 9:30 p.m. Note by MAaE™CHELL DUMA LAVASSAR

Final Spins Joe Syverson could easily sing sad, melancholy songs. He’s got the kind of voice that could wail about heartbreak for hours: it’s ultra-deep and super steady, a little like David Bazan’s. But Syverson took a different route, drawing on the pop enthusiasm of his previous musical effort, Throw Me the Statue, to craft songs for his current band, the Final Spins. There’s something strangely optimistic about this music, from the bright guitars to bouncing drums. Even the Wilco-reminscient track Let Me Fall has a positive refrain: Don’t drag me with you/ Let me fall. Sure, the music can get a little moody at times–Syverson is working out on some anger on newer songs like City Of…–but it’s a testament to the band’s musicianship that the members can craft powerpop around Syverson’s vocals. Instead of limiting the band, his voice is what sets the Final Spins apart from the rest of Seattle’s pop. Sunset Tavern, 8:30 p.m. Note by PAIGE RICHMOND

Erik Blood Erik Blood must have taken all this renewed Beatles ferver to heart, because heaE™s getting by with a little help from his friends. In assembling his seven piece backing band BloodaE™s swiped members from his former band the Turn-Ons, his current band the Little Penguins, a guys from Coulter, and another from AltSpeak, It seems the benefit of being a producer/artist is getting to poach your favorite musicians to work on your own project. This set will feature all the great tracks off of his fabulous debut The Way we Live and a new, yet to be recorded track about adult cinema, which promises to be the prettiest song about porno youaE™ve ever heard. Sunset Tavern, 7:30 p.m. Note by MAaE™CHELL DUMA LAVASSAR

Telepathic Liberation ArmySee feature. Sunset Tavern, 6:30 p.m.

Born Anchors Sprezzatura, the title of Born AnchorsaE™ LP released last year, is inspired by The Book of the Courtier by Castiglione, which is defined by its studied appearance of effortlessness. For Born Anchors, a three-piece guitar/bass/drum collective, this assumed nonchalance translates into refreshingly unpretentious punk-tinged indie rock with ridiculously catchy guitar riffs. ItaE™s the positive, aEœmusic-firstaE attitude of Born Anchors that gets them enthusiastic rotation on KEXP and plenty of local critical adoration. In addition to tracks off Sprezzatura like aEœIn DisguiseaE and aEœSaint Anne Marie,aE listen for new songs from the bandaE™s upcoming record, Animal Skins, which will be released in the fall. Sunset Tavern, 5:30 p.m. Note by HOLLIS WONG-WEAR

Katharine HepburnaE™s VoiceSunset Tavern, 4:30 p.m.

Little CutsSunset Tavern, 3:30 p.m.

The Maldives aEœGoodbye. IaE™ve got this feeling down in my soul.aE These are all the words there are in country band the Maldives aptly titled song, aEœGoodbye.aE Nine total aE“ ten if youaE™re picky and count the conjunction. This skin-and-bones approach is one thing that separates Jason Dodson from so many other songwriters, alt-country or otherwise. ItaE™s an aesthetic more akin to After the Goldrush-era Neil Young than Robbie Robertson and the Band, to whom the Maldives are frequently compared. Hairsplitting aside, the simplicity and lyrical weight of DodsonaE™s writing will, at one time or another, sink into your subconscious, only to bubble up when you least expect it. Tractor Tavern, 12 a.m. Note by ERIK NEUMANN

The Staxx Brothers The Staxx Brothers, an eight-piece collective of brassy vocalists and a tight electric jam band, aims to channel hard ass soul into today. The band is anchored by DP Staxx or Davin Michael Stedman, who croons competently and leads the group in rich layered harmonies on songs like Oh Carolina. Their most recent release, We Are The Blaxstonz, has The Staxx Brothers entertaining the motif of black culture to distastefully caricatured ends; while MC DC Staxx Decurrian–notably the only black member of the group–flows confidently and consistently over the big punching sound of the band, the Staxx Brothers are far better when not assuming personas, evidenced on the solid and more sincere Keep The Motor Running. Tractor Tavern, 11 p.m. Note by HOLLIS WONG-WEAR

Widower Widower, a country band fronted by Kevin Large and Heather Gowan, shares several members with the Maldives aE“ Chris Zasche, Tim Gadbois, Ryan McMackin aE“ but WidoweraE™s music runs more toward the Wilco/ post-Whiskeytown Ryan Adams end of the country music spectrum than the MaldivesaE™ twangier tendencies. Were Widower to stick around and put out a full-length album or two aE“ all the bandaE™s released so far is an EP aE” with a little more time and polish, the band could surely find itself enjoying as much popularity as the Maldives. Tractor Tavern, 10 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Eldridge Gravy and the Court Supreme Eldridge Gravy and the Court Supreme will make you move your body despite your best attempts to resist it, because these guys put on one of the best live show in Seattle. Frontman Eldridge GravyaE”who soulfully sings and saunters with surprising magnetismaE”heads the 11-piece group that delivers rock-solid funk with a Northwest quirkiness, performing both original material off Us Is What Time It Is, released this past spring, as well as Motown favorites and the inevitable freewheelinaE™ jam sessions. The band sold the hell out of the Tractor for their album release party in May, and this is a good time to catch them in their Ballard element: youaE™ll be impressed. Tractor Tavern, 9 p.m. Note by HOLLIS WONG-WEAR

Fences Berklee-trained Christopher Mansfield is the heart of Fences, and his sparse acoustic folk compositions weave those beautifully bleak soundscapes that us wallowing Pacific Northwesterners know all too well. With lyrics full of bruises and tender ultimatums, the sophistication and pervasive sadness of Mansfield’s songs are reminiscent of an Elliott Smith; the good news is that he completed rehabilitation for alcoholism in April and is now sober, meaning that while his music may still be shrouded in melancholy, Fences will persevere and continue to explore the tortured eeriness within. Tractor Tavern, 8 p.m. Note by HOLLIS WONG-WEAR

The Raggedy Anns The Raggedy Anns are old-world troubadours defying Seattle’s concrete reality with down-home, gypsy-tinged folk rock that makes you want to pick flowers, float down a river, or engage in other nostalgic activities with joyful irreverence. On their self-titled album released this year, frontman Tom Beecham channels an early Paul McCartney, especially on up-tempo songs like Unlucky in Love and Better Days, floating harmonies over toe-tapping guitar licks, thumping stand-up basslines and the occasional violin and trumpet. Tractor Tavern, 7 p.m. Note by HOLLIS WONG-WEAR

Kay Kay & His Weathered Underground At first, the hype surrounding Kay Kay & His Weathered Underground mystified me. I vastly preferred (name’s) other project, Wild Orchid Children, to Kay Kay, which used to seem to me like some hackneyed Beatles rip-off. And Lord knows there are enough hackneyed Beatles rip-off bands out there to last us a lifetime. At the behest of a respected fellow music writer, though, I recently gave the band another go and found that the songs had more to commend them than a passing similarity to the aforementioned, Jesus-eclipsing pop icons. Kay Kay & His Weathered Underground make harmonic, lush pop songs that are like miniature symphonies, with several individual, distinct movements packed into three or four minutes. Touche, Jonathan Zwickel. Touche. Sunset Tavern, 12:30 a.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Southside Southside is a collective of self-proclaimed drunk trucker garage hop, an apt description which may or may not offend some drunk truckers. Punchy and proudly grimy, Southside comes lyrically clever and crass with slow punk percussion and playful brass licks. Their song Running Low, from their most recent album Liquors, is rife with distortion, computer-generated claps, and low self standards whose hook I’m running low like Patrick Swazye, should now carry particular significance. They are party rap for that one wasted white dude in the corner at the party, and their music promises a rowdy performance. Tractor Tavern, 5 p.m. Note by HOLLIS WONG-WEAR

Hallways Not all types of twangy Northwestern bands have to contain banjoaE™s and fiddleaE™s to be authentic. Sure, the ones who call themselves bonafied Americana might consider it, but with a band like Hallways, which is more so an indie rock band with hint of Appalachia, theyaE™re better off exploring what it means to mix Seattle and Nashville without it sounding forced. What Hallways does well is create love songs that romantic couples and exes can relate to almost equally. They touch upon the raw emotion of love and heartache in a way that the No Depression set can dig without isolating the more indie-minded rockers across the city. Tractor Tavern, 4 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

Shook Ones Shook Ones are making a heavy impact in the realm of punk and hardcore. This Bellingham-bred, but currently Seattle-based hardcore outfit doesnaE™t play many shows locally these days, nor do they need to. TheyaE™re an even larger draw outside of the Northwest than they are at home. With tightly woven 2 A½ minute jams that attract fans of old school screamo acts such as Kid Dynamite, Shook On are sure to be the heavy favorite at REVERB this year for those with a love for punk. Salmon Bay Eagles, 10 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

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Thee Emergency Garage rock bands are almost passAc at this stage in rockaE™s evolution. But Thee Emergency, are leading a well-needed revival in the subgenre with surging four-to-the-floor style guitar playing and an overall tone similar to Detroit acts like the Dirtbombs and the Paybacks. Gorgeous lead singer Dita Vox naturally grabs all of the attention but sheaE™s got a formidable cast behind her playing a brand of rock that suits Ballard better than any other neighborhood in Seattle. Salmon Bay Eagles, 8 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

The Lonely H After three full-length albums, the Lonely H has finally released an album that realizes all the potential of their first two offerings, Hair and Kick Upstairs. ItaE™s called Concrete Class, and though it, too, derives its sound from the classic rock and roll most of us grew up listening to, itaE™s the bluesy gospel accents that set the Lonely HaE™s rock and roll apart. While a nice riff always sounds good, itaE™s the piano solos and back-up organ that keeps the Lonely H sounding fresh and modern. And of course, thereaE™s plenty of straight-up rock and roll numbers for the purists, too. Salmon Bay Eagles, 7 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Valis Valis operate in that bizarre netherworld where psychedelic rock and metal intersect. While itaE™s decidedly more metal than hippie, theirs is a sound that might just bring those two mortal enemies together in celebration of heavy, well-executed riffs aE“ some of which Patrick Conner plays so blazing fast they might set the room on fire. And while frontman Van Conner wails like a young Ozzy — which explains why Black Sabbath comes first on the bandaE™s long list of influences aE“ the bandaE™s deliberately-dated sound invokes other, more peaceful bands like Blue Oyster Cult and all that other shit your parents got stoned to in college. Over the years, Valis aE“ a band thataE™s been around for well over a decade — has racked up a long list of formidable alumni whose resumes include stints with the Screaming Trees, Mudhoney and TAD. ItaE™s only fair that these guys, after so many years of hard rocking, finally receive the accolades they deserve. Salmon Bay Eagles, 6 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Wallpaper Hailing from Pierce County, Wallpaper is the answer to the weary listener fed up with hipper-than-thou indie rock. Lyrically minimalist and reveling in the pure joy of noise, Wallpaper has rightfully drawn comparisons to Pavement for its poppy, lo-fi basement punk that harkens back to a decade ago when Steven Potter, Derek and Spencer Kelley were disaffected teens. Salmon Bay Eagles, 5 p.m. Note by SARA BRICKNER

Visqueen (CD release)See feature. Salmon Bay Eagles, 4 p.m.

Recess Monkey Since Gen-X shifted into breeder mode, little alterna-kids have become part of our culture. These days you can catch Feist on Sesame Street, get your toddler into Mates of State or the Ting Tings on Yo Gabba Gabba and see little girls named Indie in hot pink protective headphones, tutus and Blondie t-shirts with their parents at concerts. Teachers by day and rockers by late afternoon, the members of Recess Monkey are the kings of SeattleaE™s aEœKindieaE culture. RM sound like the Posies with ADD, and sing about animals and hot cocoa. Which may seem ridiculous if youaE™re childless, but when compared to other kidsaE™ acts, like, say, the Wiggles, Recess Monkey sound like the mothaaE™faE™n Pixies. Salmon Bay Eagles, 3 p.m. Note by MAaE™CHELL DUMA LAVASSAR

Champagne Champagne In a city where going the route of party hip-hop is more accepted than ever, the question of who can out Spankrock who is a viable one in Seattle now. Since Champagne Champagne used to tour briefly with Spankrock (AKA the king of black hipster-hop) that should be enough to give them the local crown. But aside from their past affiliations, Champagne Champagne know how to get the Capitol Hill party mob and middle school-aged kids at the Seattle Center equally excited about their brand of music. ItaE™s all fun lyricism mixed in with space-age live beats and pop culture references that make people want to dance. New York Fashion Academy, 11 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

THEE SatisfactionSee feature. New York Fashion Academy, 10 p.m.

Fatal Lucciauno Fatal Lucciauno once made music that fans of gangster rap could enjoy. While a good portion of SeattleaE™s hip-hop scene embraced him for that, it was the streets that loved him even more. But now, Fatal is growing more mature. HeaE™s not glorifying the street life any longer, but rather trying to get SeattleaE™s youth to put down their guns. If the juxtaposition is striking, it should be. Picture a man named Fatal advocating for peace. Categorizing the old Fatal Lucciauno was easy. Either you liked uptempo hood-hop, or you didnaE™t. But now, Seattle has a lyrical lion on its hands aE“ one who still has the respect of the streets and is finally learning to use that wisely. New York Fashion Academy, 9 p.m. Note by JONATHAN CUNNINGHAM

Spaceman When we talk about stage presence, weaE™re talking about someone who holds our attention and who draws us in without us realizing it until he or she leaves. ItaE™s the same effect when you walk out of a dark movie theater and into the daylight. Spaceman has this power. The MC has often served as a back-up man/hype man for labelmate D. Black of SportinaE™ LifeaE™s, but, really, Spaceman is his own man. He has no problems working a crowd solo: His boundless physical energy, firebrand flow and wiry yet muscular frame command attention. And when Seattle producer Jake One gives him a beat, fuggedaboutit: aEœBig Homie StyleaE and aEœThis is That FireaE break temperature gauges with their witty self-confidence. New York Fashion Academy, 8 p.m. Note by KEVIN CAPP

SK SK is one of the newest artists on the small but mighty label SportinaE™ Life Records, which just released D.BlackaE™s magnificent AliaE™yah. What most impresses me about SportinaE™ Life is the labelaE™s ability to cultivate the artist within each of their rappers: their three stalwart talents (D.Black, Spaceman, and Fatal Lucciauno) have each cultivated a distinct personality and lyrical perspective over the years. SK, who is D. BlackaE™s cousin, was actually a part of SportinaE™ Life four years ago, and took a hiatus before deciding this year to dedicate himself to his hip hop career. On his remix of aEœDolla Dolla,aE SK proves he has the writing chops to be noticed, and this show will be a great opportunity to see him at the relative beginning of his SportinaE™ Life career. New York Fashion Academy, 7 p.m. Note by HOLLIS WONG-WEAR