[Thursday, October 30] Bands usually swim straight down the shitter after losing their most talented members, but not Little Feat. Although the group fell apart when founder Lowell George cut and run in 1979 (he died that same year), the Feats reformed nine years later. Wisely, Little Feat totally reinvented itself. Nowadays they are one of the jam band sceneaE™s best outfits, right up there with Widespread Panic. ThataE™s because the Feats are grounded in classic 1970s rock, not the hippie-frat funk of bands like Phish, O.A.R. and moe. Thank Jesus for that. Moore Theatre, 1932 Second Ave., 443-1744. 8 p.m., $30.50-$40.50. All ages. Listen to Dixie Chicken.

[Friday, October 31] If you haven’t picked up bizarro pop specialist Man PlusaE™ second record yet, The Hungarian Suicide Songbook, you no longer have an excuse, because the band is giving it away for free on their website (www.manplusrocks.com). It’s a modgepodge of an album, one that invokes seminal satiri-punk outfit the Dead Milkmen as much as it does electro-nerds the Neptunes. Since Man Plus is heading to Tokyo to record their next album, this will be the bandaE™s last Seattle show until spring 2009. Plus, this is a good opportunity to pick up RazrezaE™ new album, the release of which theyaE™re celebrating tonight. So go on aE” ditch that Halloween party and come to the Comet instead. You know you wanna. With Neon Nights, the Valkyries, Razrez (CD release). Comet Tavern, 922 E. Pike St., 323-9853. 9 p.m., $7. Listen to Not For All the Cocaine in the World.

[Friday, October 31] The Sonics formed in 1960 in Tacoma, after which they released two good albums, then one bad one before disbanding in 1967. Inspired by Little Richard and Jerry Lee Lewis, they went on to influence Kurt Cobain, Bruce Springsteen and Robert Plant. The blown-out, overdriven sound of their albums is due to the fact that they didnaE™t know what they were doing, recorded them in about two days and used bad equipment. In spite of that, The Sonics broke the mold in the aE˜60s music world. They sounded punk before the genre existed, and their music has endured ever since. With Kate Tucker and the Sons of Sweden. Paramount Theatre, 911 Pine St., 683-1414. 8 p.m., $26.50 – $62. Listen to Have Love, Will Travel.

[Friday, October 31] From what IaE™ve heard of psychopunk band Partman ParthorseaE™s second release, Year of the Jerk, this show will serve up every last ounce of the dance party devilment you should be seeking this HallowaE™s Eve. Frontman Gary SmithaE™s known for prancing about in his undies at shows, but the real attraction is the high-energy, distorted guitar work and SmithaE™s sexy growl. A disclaimer: this show is not one for the prudish, squeamish or claustrophobic. If the costume youaE™ve spent weeks constructing gets ripped, or ripped off, in the first five minutes of the show, we are not responsible. YouaE™ve been warned. With the Coconut Coolouts, Lights, Black Daisy. High Dive, 513 N. 36th, 632-0212. Listen to Magik.

[Saturday, November 1] Seattle guitar fixture Tom Price is a master of his instrument; you might know him from seminal Seattle garage bands like Monkeywrench, Gas Huffer and U-Men. Those projects no longer exist, but Price has a new band, Tom Price Desert Classic, that made its triumphant debut at the Fantagraphics bookstore’s one-year anniversary party last year. Even if youaE™ve never heard of Price before, any guitar enthusiast will appreciate how Price kneads in psychedelic guitar work to the garage rock thataE™s been his bread and butter. Jewelbox/Rendezvous, 2322 Second Ave., 441-5823. 10:30 p.m., $5.

[Saturday, November 1] I’m not sure who Craig Chambers works for, but his latest project, Le Sang Song, is pure devilry. The frontman from the very talented local band The Lights has recorded four songs as Le Sang Song that have infected every square inch of my gray matter. One song in particular, aEœWar,aE is an olive drab acoustic funeral hymn, accompanied by somber, dark violin. The faint echo of Chambers’ voice, along with the hiss of the ride symbol, has a hypnotizing effect. Each song is minimalist and loaded with reverb, giving it a timeless folky vibe, Chamber’s talent for song writing has already been established with The Lights, but his work with Le Sang Song is a triumphant step forward. With Widower, the Moondoggies. Blue Moon Tavern, 712 N.E. 45th St., 675-9116. 10 p.m., NC. Listen to Hot Reggae.

[Saturday, November 1] In another astute and ambitious bit of programming, the Earshot festival pays tribute this week to pianist/composer Wayne Horvitz, who moved out to Seattle from New York twenty years ago and instead of using our aEœlivableaE oasis as a comfy retreat, plunged into the local music world and raised it to his own level. HeaE™s nurtured numerous projects here, from chamber pieces to screaming free jazz to groove-rock projects, mentored dozens of great musicians, and happily found a home for his shows at such tiny Seattle venues as LottieaE™s Lounge and CafAc Paloma. Over the next three nights, Earshot will showcase several of HorvitzaE™s bands. Tractor Tavern, 5213 Ballard Ave. NW, 547-9787. 9 p.m. $18.

[Sunday, November 2] I first discovered Joshua Radin through the 2006 Zach Braff chick flick The Last Kiss aE” don’t ask why or how I ended up watching it aE” but after one listen I was hooked on Star Mile and the whole We Were Here album. To be fair, he probably owes his success equally to his talent and his friendships with Braff and Ellen DeGeneres. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t one of the most talented folk singer/songwriters out there. Closing your eyes and feeling the pure voice cascading over flowing guitar, dramatic orchestra strings and lighthearted bells is a wonderful experience. With Missy Higgins. Showbox at the Market, 1426 First Ave., 628-3151. 7 p.m., $20. All ages. Listen to Star Mile.

[Monday, November 3] You know you’re in for a show when band members use pseudonyms like those adopted by the members of Electric Six, DetroitaE™s kings of over-the-top rock and roll. Specifically, itaE™s Smorgasboard, Percussion World, The Colonel, Tait Nucleus?, Dick Valentine and Johnny Nashinal who are rocking your face off. And don’t worry about trying to understand the goofy lyrics aE” singer/songwriter Valentine admits that they’re mostly about nothing. Fifth record Flashy just dropped, and it doesn’t fail to carry the hypersexual overtones of the previous four. As it says on their web site: There are no themes on Flashy. Only hooks and aural delights. But we try to dress it up in glitter and neon along the way. With Local H, Japanese Motors. Neumos, 925 E. Pike St., 709-9467. 8 p.m., $13. All ages. Listen to We Were Witchy White Women.