Sons of Great Dane, with Dead Girls and Radkey
It seems that every few weeks, the Brick hosts some irresistibly stacked, local rock bill. Headlining this one is Sons of Great Dane, which recently released an excellent EP of twangy indie rock, You Can't Lose It All, All at Once, via Sharp County Records. The classic-rock fetishists in the Dead Girls, fresh off a Daytrotter session, will middle the show, following up Radkey's dark punk-rock jams.
Saturday, October 6, at the Brick (1727 McGee, 816-421-1634)
It's a fine line between smart and snoozefest, and especially so when it comes to downtempo music. Thievery Corporation usually gets the ratios right, though. The D.C.-based DJ-production team of Rob Garza and Eric Hilton threads international ideas — Afrobeat, reggae, tropicalia — into its silky-smooth grooves. The duo's lyrics — veering toward the political, at times radically so — also guard against excessive lounging. Afrolicious, a Bay Area–based collective featuring former Kansas City DJ Señor Oz, opens the evening with a DJ set.
Wednesday, October 10, at the Midland (1228 Main, 816-283-9921)
About three years ago, I clicked Play on a Crocodiles song on some blog, found it boring, and mentally filed the band under "shoegaze bullshit" in my brain rolodex. But the San Diego group — then a duo, now a five-piece — released an album earlier this year, Endless Flowers, on which I, for whatever reason, took a chance. I was charmed by it right off the bat. It's still noisy, fuzzy guitar rock. But it's hookier, bubblier, more anthemic — like My Bloody Valentine on a sugar high.
Sunday, October 7, at the Riot Room (4048 Broadway, 816-442-8179)
The Corin Tucker Band
It's pretty awesome how vital and relevant the Sleater-Kinney women have remained following the dissolution of their iconic riot grrrl band. Janet Weiss and Carrie Brownstein have busied themselves with Wild Flag, Portlandia, Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks, among other projects. Singer-guitarist Corin Tucker has cut a lower profile, releasing solo albums, the second of which, Kill My Blues, is just out. If you liked Tucker's blazing howl on S-K records, you'll find plenty here worth your while.
Friday, October 5, at RecordBar (1020 Westport Road, 816-753-5207)
I caught Canadian John O'Regan, who goes by the stage name Diamond Rings, at RecordBar a couple of years ago on some random weeknight. His blond hair was cut at an extreme angle. He was wearing lots of makeup, and his T-shirt read, "Diamond Rings." He got onstage and writhed around to his one-man synth music like he was Lady Gaga at the Staples Center. At first, it was embarrassing to watch. Gradually, I came to respect his conviction and dedication. By the time it was over, I had decided that the whole thing had been pretty amazing. Diamond Rings is back in the area again this week touring on its second release, Free Dimensional. The single, "I'm Just Me," a slickly produced bit of dark wave with a Top 40 disco beat, suggests that O'Regan isn't far from becoming what he was pretending to be back in 2010. Dramatic indie pop, courtesy of Toronto's Stars, provides the main course.
Tuesday, October 9, at the Bottleneck (737 New Hampshire, Lawrence, 785-841-5483)
Edward Sharpe and the Magnificent Zeros, with Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Go if you must. I'm not judging anybody.
Friday, October 5, at Crossroads KC at Grinders (417 East 18th Street, 816-472-5454)