STILL CAVES, PINKSLIME, PAINTED CANYONS
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DESCHUTES STREET FARE: FRUIT BATS, LEWI LONGMIRE AND THE LEFT COAST ROASTERS, SNEAKIN' OUT
(Deschutes Brewery and Public House, 210 NW 11th) The Deschutes Street Fare deposits a bunch of local food carts into the Pearl, resulting in a de facto block party to raise money for Loaves and Fishes, a nonprofit that brings meals to homebound seniors. This being a Deschutes affair, there are beer pairings for all of the food, and there's good live music, too; this year Fruit Bats headline. Over the years frontman Eric D. Johnson's bedroom pop has effortlessly evolved into gently sunburned West Coast folk-rock, making the Bats the perfect soundtrack to a summer's evening spent out of doors. NED LANNAMANN
WILD ONES, AND AND AND, ANIMAL EYES, ADVENTURES WITH MIGHT, NINJA TURTLE NINJA TIGER
(Rontoms, 600 E Burnside) Not to downplay the rest of the band's contributions, but Wild Ones singer Danielle Sullivan's voice is one of our city's local treasures. Half of Wild Ones earned their stripes as members of Eskimo and Sons (if you have never listened to them, figure out some way to acquire everything they've ever released as soon as you're done reading this). While Sullivan's pensive duets with sad-bastard co-vocalist/songwriter Dhani Rosa in that band were exquisite, her effervescent vocal stylings are honestly more suited to this sort of thing. The title track off the group's debut EP You're a Winner makes my entire body feel wonderful. I am thankful for this band's existence, and I can't wait to tell people I knew them when. (You can get into this show for free by going to rethinkpopmusic.com/showdeerrsvp and giving some info to a cigarette company.) MORGAN TROPER
KAY KAY AND HIS WEATHERED UNDERGROUND, HUSTLE AND DRONE, THE WE SHARED MILK
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) The We Shared Milk were taking a hiatus over the summer and now they're back! They open a night of eclecticism with heartfelt rock tracks, like "No Shit," which feels like a rough-around-the-edges modern version of Van Morrison's "And It Stoned Me," and some songs that sound like Alien Lanes-era Guided by Voices with shreddier guitar licks. They've got something beautiful going on. They then give the stage to Hustle and Drone, Ryan Neighbors' (ex-Portugal. The Man) insanely likeable new beat-based indie-pop project. They're followed by Seattle-based cabaret-pop ensemble Kay Kay and His Weathered Underground, who bring gentle melodies to elaborate buildups and surprises. It also doesn't hurt that their last project featured covers of some of my all-time favorite pop songs by Blackstreet, Hall and Oates, Nu Shooz, Teena Marie, and more. ROCHELLE HUNTER
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, TRANSIENT, NIGHT NURSE, PLEASURE CROSS, DISAVOW
(Plan B, 1305 SE 8th) Smashing straight out of the Bay Area, Jesus Fucking Christ play pissed-off, chaotic hardcore punk rock. But don't be mistaken: This ain't no three-chord, sloppy garage-pop-punk outfit. These dudes know how to wail, throwing in face-melting crossover thrash riffs here and there, and dosing the songs with bass lines reminiscent of fellow Bay Area legends Nerve Agents and Rancid. Featuring a couple notable "former members of"— Jamie Morrison from Pitch Black, Dave Edwardson from Neurosis—these guys certainly have experience on their side, as is apparent on their killer, raw-as-fuck 2008 full-length, Life's Hateful Seed. KEVIN DIERS
HOT PANDA, REVEL SWITCH, SWEEPING EXITS, WHOREHOUNDS
(Ted's, 231 SW Ankeny) Canadian rock quartet Hot Panda sometimes sound like they're trying to be all things to all people. The band's third release, Go Outside, takes their proclivities for the synth-pop, punk, and indie rock of yore and hits the mark for a fuzzy good listen. It's easily their best and most cohesive work to date. Frontman Chris Connelly has pop smarts to go with his wry and occasionally venomous lyrics. They're a really good band whose only challenge in 2012 is to cut through the white noise of buzz bands and short-lived flavors of the month. Go Outside might be just the album to do it. MARK LORE
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