THE ORCHIDALES With the proliferation of twee and dream-pop, there seems to be way too much "kids are alright" and not enough "teenage wasteland." But then there's The Orchidales, three dudes from Belmont who finished high school a few years back and, well, didn't leave. Their surfy, trash-fi translation of Brian Jonestown Massacre well reflects the kind of nihilistic, hard-drinking slumming that takes place among the young and disillusioned - as do their rowdy, equipment failure-plagued live shows. It's all about the train wreck, baby, and it's been a good wreck so far. Opening for Modern Primitives and Blossoms. Free. Snug Harbor.