Thee Oh Sees held court for three nights at the Chapel with help from out-of-towners the Blind Shake and OBN III's. The first night was a sweaty, smelly cauldron of rock 'n' roll chaos, and it made us feel a little more optimistic about the Mission, and S.F., and anarchic guitar music in general. Some shows are more than mere live music performances, and this was one of them.
A new record store opened last week in the Tenderloin. RS94109 will sell new and used experimental and electronic vinyl, with a mix of dance records and those from genres like industrial, punk, and metal. The shop at 835 Larkin opened with DJ sets from Dark Entries label head Josh Cheon and the East Bay's Vereker.
Though it's now at the Knockout instead of Li Po, Sweater Funk still throws one of the best Sunday nights in the city. As we rediscovered last week, the '80s funk and groove-focused crew conjures a familial, unpretentious atmosphere that's refreshing in these headliner-obsessed, fashion-conscious times.
Maybe the scariest thing about a brain seizure is the sound of it converted to tones in the human voice range. An audio clip released by Stanford scientists reminded us of ghostly lazer-bass, or a theremin with too much vibrato, or a haunting howl sample on repeat. It was the creepiest thing we heard all week.
Tricky pulled out of Treasure Island due to visa issues (he'll be replaced by Danny Brown), and industrial metal outfit Godflesh had to postpone its Oct. 23 Oakland date for the same reason. The latter's Justin Broadrick thinks the U.S. federal shutdown might be a factor in his delay, which is just one more reason to loathe those petty assmongers in D.C.
Paris Hilton's new song is vapid even by Paris Hilton standards. “Good Time” sounds like something she made up as an 8-year-old, backed only by a generic dance beat and an intense sense of delusion. Unsurprisingly, Lil Wayne's feature doesn't make things smarter.