JANE'S ADDICTION, BIG BLACK DELTA
(Keller Auditorium, 222 SW Clay) I'm a little weirded out that VH1 supposedly named Jane's Addiction the 35th best hard rock artist of all time, when only about a third of the group's output in any way "rocks." (Even then, it's more like a gentle sway.) Hey guys, did you forget about the band's biggest hit, that delicate, Tropicana-tinged, acoustic sing-along "Jane Says," complete with steel fucking drums? Oh, and their latest LP The Great Escape Artist, which certainly doesn't rock, either? Like poseur conspecifics Red Hot Chili Peppers, Jane's Addiction have always been a butt-rock band in disguise—they're not any more subversive than Night Ranger, they were just in the right place at the right time to catch the alt wave. Plus, Perry Farrell looks like a Ken doll whose face melted in the sun. If you want to kill yourself but need that extra little push, find the recent video of the band playing the "Guitar Center Sessions." Sweet dreams! MORGAN TROPER
THE SALE, ACOUSTIC MINDS, THE DRUTHERS
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) The Sale have put in countless hours at bars and clubs around town, and tonight they finally have a record to show for all that hard work. 11:11 is longer than its title might suggest—the full-length album is split with songs from the group's two songwriters, Bre Paletta and Justin Bennett, creating a dialogue of tense but gently strummed tunes that nod to '70s soft rock and '90s coffeehouse folk. 11:11 soars during its prettiest moments, as on Paletta's lush "Higher" and Bennett's ominous "Go," both of which expand the group's dueling-acoustic-guitar palette to include strings, flute, and keys. With this pleasing new record, the Sale are poised to spend plenty more hours playing these songs to fans, and are certain to aquire new ones with each pass. NED LANNAMANN
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