Tuesday, September 30, 2003
As we wave goodbye to adolescent acne and hello to bunions, a sad fact begins to sink in: Our tastes, once evolving, have become as adamantine as an aged futon. What's new and different sounds, looks, and smells cacophonous, ridiculous, and disgusting, respectively, and before we know it we're sneering at teenagers on the street because they appear so asinine with their jeans belted around their thighs. Luckily, retro revivals in every aspect of cultural life from fashion to food to theater eventually turn all that was once passé into today's hot item, appealing to both the nostalgic and the hip. Such is the case with the Raveonettes, the Danish twosome whose muscular, primal garage-punk on their 2003 debut, Whip It On, conjured up pleasing shades of the Cramps and the Jesus and Mary Chain. The band hits town tonight in support of its follow-up album, Chain Gang of Love. Neo-wave Kittens for Christian and Stellastarr* open at 8 p.m. at the Great American Music Hall, 859 O'Farrell (at Polk), S.F. Admission is $15-32.95; call 885-0750 or visit www.gamh.com.