WOODS, EAT SKULL, THE WOOLEN MEN
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) Read our article on Woods.
IN THE COOKY JAR: DJ COOKY PARKER
(Eagles Lodge, 4904 SE Hawthorne) Every month, DJ Cooky Parker breaks out his old soul 45s for a sweaty-dancin' goodtime in the Eagles Lodge, home to enough American flags to turn even Benedict Arnold patriotic. The drinks are criminally cheap, the tunes are astoundingly good, and the crowd is surprisingly un-cruisey. SARAH MIRK
DEFTONES, SCARS ON BROADWAY
(Roseland, 8 NW 6th) In an age when artists seem to live and die on a tastemaker's whim, it's difficult to predict which of today's bands we'll be seeing in 10 or 15 years. Deftones aren't new, but they have outlived most of their contemporaries—of course, a lot of their contemporaries were awful, but I never would have guessed they'd still be making records (to critical acclaim, no less) in 2012. Deftones, who got their start as a noisy hiphop-meets-rock band from Sacramento, got "arty" on 2000's White Pony and have continued down that path for more than a decade. While Deftones albums always have moments of dark thrills, they have also fallen into a tidy formula. I just want to know who's buying the concert tickets for the band's sold-out shows across the country. If I'm still asking that same question in 10 years, I'll take back everything I just said. But don't hold me to it. MARK LORE
CIRCA SURVIVE, TOUCHE AMORE, BALANCE AND COMPOSURE, O'BROTHER
(Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell) Even if Circa Survive's brand of histrionic, vaguely progressive emo (or whatever) isn't really up your alley, you have to acknowledge that the band has a number of things going for them. First of all, they're consistent as hell—they've never actually strayed from their intended path, in spite of immense commercial success and a brief major label roundabout, which is testament to the group's artistic integrity. Secondly, and admirably, Circa adheres to a stubborn DIY ethos, reflected in their decision to ditch the aforementioned major label. And last but not least, vocalist Anthony Green is one of the most compelling and original singers in the entire rock genus active today. Their new, self-released record Violent Waves is hard to find fault with, assuming you're into this sort of thing. (Except for the cover, which sucks pretty hard.) MORGAN TROPER
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