THOSE DARLINS, WHITE ARROWS, MOTOPONY
(Bunk Bar, 1028 SE Water) The three women and one gentleman that make up Those Darlins are responsible for some of the finest American music that is currently being performed. Their latest record, Screws Get Loose, boasts song after song of feverishly catchy garage pop, with hints of twang, country blues, and girl-group harmonies lurking at the edges. To a certain kind of listener, it'll sound like Best Coast without the vacant-headed California beach-bum vibe, transposed to the significantly more unforgiving hills of Tennessee (the Darlins' home state). To another kind of listener, Those Darlins will sound like a note-perfect resurrection of classic rhythm-and-blues and rockabilly, a reinvention of vintage rock and roll even as it sports the Darlins' bratty punk charm. The band is all these things and more, wielding a range and confidence that is frankly astonishing. Live, they're even better; this is a band you need to see. NED LANNAMANN
THE HUNTING ACCIDENT, SYSTEM AND STATION
(Rotture, 315 SE 3rd) Arlo were a staple of Sub Pop in the tumultuous days of the early '00s, when the seminal label seemed on the verge of extinction, a flannel-clad fossil that never got past its illustrious past. That changed, of course, when the Postal Service and the Shins built them an office made entirely out of gold records and returned the imprint to greatness, but during Sub Pop's resurrection the power-popsters in Arlo were lost in the shuffle. Following their split, frontman Nate Greely teamed with half of Piebald (yet another underappreciated act from the same time period) and drummer Pete Beeman (Burning Brides) to form the Hunting Accident. Still possessing that new band smell, the Hunting Accident have a four-song 7-inch debut queued for release later this month and a streamlined—yet not overtly polished—rock and roll sound that stays true to their former bands, no matter how overlooked they just might have been. EZRA ACE CARAEFF
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