Last of the V8s and Valient Thorr at the Brick
If this blog hasn't given you enough reasons to finally go see the recharged V8s (who, by the way, use REAL BLOOD, DAMMIT!), then you must be dead. Tonight, the KC madmen entertain extraterrestrial visitors Valient Thorr, who have come from Venus, pissing liquid ammonia and breathing molten lead, to help reacquaint the people of earth with scorching-hot dirty rawk. Or, if you're feeling cheap tonight, put the Stooges' Funhouse LP on 45 rpm, hook up your nipples to a car battery via jumper cables, drop a weasel in your pants and rock out. Hell, why not do both?
It's Over, at Penn Valley Park and the Brick
It's Over didn't used to be good. That's what I've heard, anyway. Luckily, I'm acquainted only with the It's Over of today, which is pretty much brilliant. Perhaps that's what's over — their suckiness, their experimental phase. Now It's Over is on. The band's dapper dress (like 1940s newspapermen); the vein-bursting vocal harmonies and hollers; the jubilant, off-kilter pop that pinballs between early R.E.M., Modest Mouse, European folk, Sgt. Pepper's; and the overall insuppressible playfulness not only make It's Over a band to see this summer on pain of death but also make their new, 5-song EP one of the most satisfying local releases so far this year. They play today at 11:30 a.m. at Penn Valley Park for the grand opening of the skate park, then later rock the Brick with Aubrey, the Litigators (who are about to shed two members and either go on or recreate themselves) and excellent Chicago punk band the Safes. Obligatory pun: Don't wait 'til it's over to see It's Over. (Did a brick just whizz by my head?)
Ataxic and Joc Max at Kabal
If the rumors are true, then Kabal's attempts to clear out the thugs and bring in a gentler old-school hip-hop crowd either haven't worked or haven't mattered: The place is supposedly going to become a goddamn sports bar, possibly by the end of the month. Or maybe hip-hop has nothing to do with it. Maybe it's all about money, or maybe the owners just want out of the business. I haven't gotten the official word (just reliable-source gossip). But those shootings that went down outside the club — and the news media's eagerness to connect bullets to beats — certainly weren't very good for the club's image. I could go on, but for now, I encourage you to enjoy the place and its music while it lasts. Tonight brings two of the most talented classic hip-hop spinnas in town, Ataxic and Joc Max. The former is the official DJ for Reach, the happiest MC in town; and the latter is a local legend and hell of a nice guy. All good vibes tonight — check it out while you can.
Broken Onlys and Cass County Lamenters at Fred P. Ott's
As this blog has made clear, I'm a fan of those in-your-face shows down at the best place to drink on the Plaza. Things usually get started around 11 p.m., it costs $2, you can get cups of beer the size of your head for $5, and, if you aren't feeling the music, the patio makes for a perfect retreat. Tonight's show features some high quality roots and country, you know, the broken-hearted shit, from locals the Broken Onlys and the Cass County Lamenters (the names alone make me wanna hang my head). I haven't heard either yet, but I've only heard good things about 'em.
Homegrown Buzz at the Record Bar
Well looky here! 96.5 KRBZ's nomadic live broadcast with a two-band lineup and lots of schwag distributed by the lovely Jeriney has moved to the RB. Take note. Tonight brings the Secret Club and the New Tragedies, a married-couple-duo so physically attractive they elicit crushage from both sexes and all persuasions. Oh, and their music's nice, too.
And if that's not enough for you this weekend, there's always Lawrence. Now have fun. Don't drive drunk and don't stay sober.