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Jeffrey Foucault -- Raised on a Wisconsin farm, Foucault is a folksy folkie. OK, that may be redundant but quite applicable for this singer who uses his rich voice and acoustic guitar to weave stories of the heartland. Townes Van Zandt obviously figures heavy in his idol dept. and Foucault has lyrical panache that should make fans of John Steinbeck take note. The Evening Muse (Shukla)

Legendary Pink Dots -- Psychedelic, Goth, darkwave, Industrial, ethereal rock:all are apt descriptions for the Legendary Pink Dots. Frontman Edward Ka-Spel has been weaving his moody broth under the LPD moniker for years and along the way has released solo recordings as well as works with Tear Garden. The latest of his numerous outings is the freshly released All The King's Men (ROIR). The darkened room beckons lucid dreaming, and the Dots provide plenty of it. Tremont Music Hall (Shukla)

Reverend Horton Heat -- The Reverend's new disc, Lucky 7, is a tattoo parlor come to life, suggesting all the colored flash of women, cars and black cats within the space of a few songs. Mixing rockabilly, surf, blues and a dash of punk, Heat proselytizes with a Jehovah's Witnesses-like fervor, even converting those with more (lower case c) catholic tastes. Throw in an opening show by the The Aqualads, Charlotte's best surf-inspired band ever, and you have a show worth praising. O Glory! Visulite Theatre (Davis)


Atmosphere -- Along with folks like El-P, Atmosphere's Slug is the toast of the backpack set. El-P, mind you, deserves that and more. Slug's still quite talented, but doesn't approach the Pynchonian mindfuck of the El. Is he loads better than most indie MCs out there? You betcha. Still sort of overly concerned with his package and laying suckas out lyrically, Slug's got a lot of room to grow, more than you can say of most of the Mecca-clad nation. Appearing with Slug and Co. is Murs from Living Legends, who is well worth skipping that last preparatory beer at home. The man rips it up live, if recent MP3s are any indication. The Hungry Duck (Davis)

Corey Harris -- I like Ben Harper and all. He's good in sort of a Richie Havens-at-Woodstock kind of way, all sepia-toned and marijuana-warmed. That said, I like Corey Harris better. His new one, Downhome Sophisticate, is not only one of the best blues recordings of the year, it's one of the best CDs period. Psychedelic field chants, sea shanties, jagged blues? It's all here. Charlie Hunter is the headliner, but Harris is worth an early visit. Visulite Theatre (Davis)

Jump Jenkins -- You've probably seen local musician Scoot pumping up his guitar and playing with comrades around town at coffee joints, sports bars and clubs. If you haven't, shame on you. Now get the taste of Scoot's full-blown sound with local hip musicians Ziad (sax), Kerry Brooks (bass) and Brian Sullivan (drums), collectively known as Jump Jenkins. The music is funky jump R&B with bits of blues and downright jovial pop underpinnings. Amos' Southend (Shukla)

FRIDAY 10.18

Korn -- Unfortunately, I was unable to get my Compaq keyboard to type Korn's cool backwards "r" in the band name. Casting aside any aspersions to hipsterism, I say thus: Not so bad in a "radio single" kind of way. No way I would buy an album. But way better than all those other de-tuned mooks trying to copy them. Now becoming sort of the Pink Floyd of Ozzfest rock. Which is either kind of cool or summarily ridiculous, I'm not sure which. With Disturbed and Trust Company. Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre (Davis)

Shellac / Shannon Wright -- The sonic, dissonant rock of indie stalwarts, Shellac needs no explanation. You wanna see a truly great guitar band, this is it. Producer/guitar abuser Steve Albini, bassist Bob Weston and drummer Todd Trainer take all the stark, cold winter nights of the rust belt and spew out a cauldron of melted steel. It's punk, noise, guitar mysticism and avant-rock rolled into one. It's a brawl on the streets of Chicago, and you'd better put up your dukes or run like hell. / Atlantan Shannon Wright is one of the more eclectic female performers on the road. As a matter of fact, Albini also engineered her last record, which is filled with terse rock interjected with some mighty fearsome estrogen. Tremont Music Hall (Shukla)

Two Dollar Pistols -- Finally, the rootin' tootin' John Howie and the Pistols return with a finger snappin' set of new tunes. You Ruined Everything is the new CD and the title succinctly explains the dilemmas of country and western played out in real life, not on commercial country radio stations. The pedal steel whines, Howie's charcoal fired voice croons and the dual guitars take care of the rest. Randolph "Rainy Day" Lewis of Les Dirt Clods opens the show with a solo set. The Evening Muse (Shukla)


Basin Brothers -- The two fiddlers in the band accentuate what can only be described as fine Cajun music. It's at once idyllic and dance oriented. The quartet, fluent in French, released their first record on Flying Fish back in the early 90s and has since released several independent projects designed to spread the vibes of Cajun culture from its heartland, Lafayette, LA, to the mainland. Sylvia Theater, York (Shukla)

McClintock Gs / Avenue D -- A mix of both P-funk and G-funk, the McClintock Gs are anything but PG-funk. As the band Pulp said, this is hardcore. Post-(drug) war music for the horny set, the Gs kiss and then tell -- all. Notorious wherever they've played, the Gs are sure to raise a m$%^@#$*@#~g ruckus in our little burg with their mad scientist spliffonometry. Tonic: get that Cristal on ice now. This posse roll deep. Appearing with the Gs are Avenue D, a NYC-based group of gals with lyrics that'd make PornPop princess Peaches blush. Tonic (Davis)

SUNDAY 10.20

Anders Osborne / Monk Boudreaux -- Anders is a Swede who landed in New Orleans and decided to be a sponge, soaking up all its mystical, musical mischief. He's got funk, Crescent City R&B and strands of blues. Now, he's joined forces with Big Chief Monk Boudreaux -- one of many Mardi Gras 'Indians' who have shaped the music and culture surrounding that spring time fest -- for a New Orleans strained voodoo brew. It's gonna be a party. Visulite Theatre (Shukla)


Disco Biscuits -- The Disco Biscuits newest, Senor Boombox, is a nice blend of rock, electronic, trance, dub and what have you. The only reason this doesn't sound like the mess one might expect from the above is that the band still sticks somewhat to a pop song format. Thus, the aural equivalent of say, one of those Big Kahuna Burgers with pineapple and stuff on it in Pulp Fiction. Visulite Theatre (Davis)

Sleater-Kinney -- If you're reading this and like the crucial punk/rock lady trio, you've already bought your tickets. If you've never heard of them, you've never heard of Greil Marcus, their unofficial biographer and myth-maker, or The New York Times, Spin, or Rolling Stone. You certainly haven't heard their music on the radio. You should go type "sleater kinney" into Google right now, or go into a record store and buy One Beat, then work your way back through the band's catalogue. Hell, use Gnutella or whatever it is the kids use these days. But leave me two tickets, as I have been lazy and fighting deadlines and what not. Really. Cat's Cradle, Carrboro (Davis)

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