Seven nights of DJs and dancing

THURSDAY 22 Bar Smith: Peppermint Lounge with DJs Brazilia, & Mara (various) Blooze Bar: DJ El Dedo (rockabilly) Bobby C’s: Willy B. (old-school R&B) Bunkhouse: DJ Doom (dance) Club Forbidden: Lips Thursdays with DJ Domenica, DJ Hill, & DJ MJ (various) Club Mardi Gras: Terminal Thursday with DJ Excell (underground electro-tech) Club Red: The…

Sting vs. Elvis Costello in a race to betray their punk roots

There is a portion of Police and Elvis Costello devotees who have single-mindedly followed both artists’ careers through three decades, tenaciously collecting each cherished release and carefully housing them in clear vinyl slipcases. There’s also a large contingent of mutual casual fans — the ones who will probably attend the…

MiniKiss is better than no KISS at all

Never in my life have I wanted to throw Gene Simmons over my shoulder so badly. Or change his nappy wig. It’s not the real Gene Simmons in question here — this is actually “mini Gene” from MiniKiss, a group of KISS-lovin’ Lilliputians who’re paying tribute to the primordial gods…

Megadeth ends this year’s Gigantour in Mesa

With Ozzfest now firmly entrenched as a cultural institution (read: over-bloated corporate circus), Megadeth leader Dave Mustaine must have suspected that he could fill a different niche and compete on his own terms with Gigantour when he launched the package festival in 2005. Now in its fourth year, Gigantour, which…

Booze Pig swaggers out of the Swizzle Inn

It’s a Tuesday, and I’m on my way home. “Frustrated” is an understatement. Sometimes you leave work happy and content, and other times you want to set the world on fire. The sky is raining fire today, so I decide to meet my friend D up at the Swizzle Inn…

Tomcat Courtney

Not to get all “purist,” but it’s no secret that blues — along with its bastard child, rock ‘n’ roll — has been “gentrified” to within an inch of its life. (Cripes, songs by the Who and the Clash are being used to sell cars.) There are hundreds of modern…

M83

The sun-bleached cover photo for Saturdays = Youth shows how much this band is consumed by nostalgia. M83’s Anthony Gonzalez combines synths, treated guitar washes, and ’80s drum sounds (“We Own the Sky” and “Graveyard Girl”) on M83’s fifth album, as he and contributor Morgan Kibby long for their teen…

She & Him

With the possible exception of the three people who look back fondly on Bruce Willis’ recording career, we’re well acquainted with the eardrum damage that can occur when actors live out their rock-star fantasies. But don’t shy away from She & Him’s debut just because the female half of the…

Neva Dinova

The jaunty, strummed rhythm of “Squirrels” counters the sentiment at its center; frontman Jake Bellows notices a squirrel doing “backflips for change, for a lady who vacuums her heartache away,” before the brokenhearted singer confesses, “I just keep writing the same song.” It’s a boon if true, because Neva Dinova…

Margot & the Nuclear So and So’s

From the music to their name, there’s an unmistakable precociousness at play with Margot & the Nuclear So & So’s — perhaps not surprising given the moniker was inspired by The Royal Tenenbaums. Certainly don’t hold it against singer/guitarist Richard Edwards and his seven compatriots, who manage to thread the…

The Kills

To hear them tell it, photogenic Kills principals Alison Mosshart and Jamie Hince were lost before they found each other — ambitious outsiders trapped in standard-issue punk bands. Drawn together like bullied drama-club kids, Mosshart (a Floridian femme fatale) and Hince (a British Lou Reed) met in 2000 and have…

The Brother Unconnected: A Tribute to Sun City Girls

For many, punk rock was/is an end in itself, an opportunity to rock fast ‘n’ loud and/or dress up funny. For others, punk was a door to limitless cultural possibilities, a way of denying obstacles to artistic expression. The UK’s Pop Group and the Raincoats embraced, to varying degrees, the…

Red Monkey

For most P-Town peeps, the Memorial Day weekend means maxing and relaxing, with absolutely no thought of working until they clock in on Tuesday morning. But DJ Pete “Supermix” Salaz don’t roll like that, yo, because he and his turntablist friends will be busy slinging beats on Sunday, May 25, during…

KISS

Right around the time Kim Fowley was assembling The Runaways, Lita Ford and Joan Jett’s pre-solo-success girl group, he was also co-writing songs for this album (“King of the Night Time World,” “Do You Love Me”). But it’s the tracks that producer Bob Ezrin co-wrote with KISS — “Detroit Rock…

You Asked for It

“How come you guys are giving coverage to such-and-such band? They suck! Why don’t you give more attention to some local bands that DESERVE it for a change? My band, yadayadayada, has been playing in Phoenix for however-many years, and yet we can’t get a write-up in the New Times?! You guys obviously don’t know shit about good music in this town and blahblahblahblahblah…”

The top hit for Phoenix music on YouTube

Every Wednesday, we’re going to start posting a YouTube clip featuring a local music artist — it could be a funny clip, a devastatingly good (or bad) clip, or just a really popular one with lots of views.

Club Candids: Curry Up

1700 Curry on Saturday, May 17th By Lilia Menconi Yep, there was some hot tail. For more, check the slide show We love music. We love art. And, by God, we love booze. So when we heard about Convergent at 1700 Curry, we felt it was our duty to head…

Five Fierce Locals Bands to Play Free Music Fest

On Saturday, June 7, Budweiser, Zia Records, and radio station the EDGE 103.9 present the “FBC Music Fest” at Tempe Marketplace, featuring local acts Attack of the Giant Squid, Isle of Essence, Daughters of Fission, Cunning as Folk, and Fred Green.

Anti-Rock Stars: Blackmarket at the Brickhouse Theatre on Sunday, May 18

When I arrive at the Brickhouse Theatre to see Lake Havasu City band Blackmarket open for Eisley, there’s a line winding around the side of the venue. It’s hot outside and “I’m on the list,” so I push my way through the crowd of fresh-faced emo kids who’ve already been waiting an hour and charge up to the door. “I’m on the list,” I tell the guy at the window. “Don’t you know who I am, biotch? I want my VIP wristband and my comp tickets NOW.”