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For the week of June 14 through 21

Music worth leaving the house for


Thursday, June 15

Tim Easton, The Pour House

Here's the three-sentence skinny on Tim Easton: He excels in both the band leader role (as evidenced by his work in the too-short-lived Haynes Boys) and the solo dude with a guitar role. He loves Doc Watson, can sound like Dylan or a poppy Prine, and calls on pals such as Tift Merritt and ex-Jayhawk Gary Louris to help out on his records. And his brand new Ammunition is one you really need to hear. $10/7:30 p.m. --RC

Domestic Violence, Monarch, Nothing for Nothing, Simple Assault, MarVell Event Center

This cadre of metalloid hardcore bands vent through growled warnings and fist-shaking declarations--the current musical equivalent to the therapy of punching a hole in some sheetrock. Among them, Fayetteville's N4N have a somewhat broader perspective than post-adolescent angst: Two members are Iraq war vets. $5/9 p.m. --CT

Friday, June 16

Kenny Roby & The Mercy Filter, Mic Harrison, American Aquarium, The Pour House

All three of these acts fall under the superficial, arcane realm of, a term essentially stipulating the doomy doldrums of modern county music without suggesting how very different the bands therein can be. Kenny Roby's unorthodox songwriting and snappy delivery recall Ron Sexsmith as much as Randy Newman, while American Aquarium takes Jay Farrar's tooth-and-nail toughness and smears it on a Springsteen-sized canvas. Mic Harrison, former tip-top songsmith of The V-Roys and Superdrag, fits the bill's middle. $5-$7/10 p.m. --GC

Isabelle's Gift, Blatant Disarray, The Brewery

The Brewery hosts a double-barreled record release show, as Raleigh's Bay Area thrash throwbacks Blatant Disarray unveil their Manipulation EP, and South Carolinians Isabelle's Gift bare (their privates and) a new record called--wait for it --American Idle. Disarray's galloping thrash punches like Kill 'Em All and speeds like Bonded by Blood, while Isabelle's Gift (meatheaded cohorts of the meatheaded Bloodhound Gang) sound like a Southern rock Jet, dumped in the backwoods of Johnston County. --RM

Saturday, June 17

Big City Reverie, Electric Sunshine, Bull City, Kings

Big City Reverie (also at The Library, June 15) is a heart-on-the-line, wheels-on-fire Raleigh rock trio, sporting an androgenic education via Cheap Trick and Guns N' Roses like an old T-shirt and rallying with the kind of fly-or-fail overcommittment that's marked Paul Westerberg's best and worst work like a faded tattoo. Bull City--which unites Jim Brantley of Ashley Stove and Scott Carle of Dillon Fence--opens, along with ex-Loners howler Eddie Taylor's new-again rock ragamuffin spectacle, Electric Sunshine. Do you love guitars? 10 p.m. --GC

Randy Whitt and the Grits, The Cave

Randy Whitt appears to be country. He's got the hat and the boots but not the attitude. He's more of a folkie. Traces of Tom Waits' husky vocalizing smoke up his early work, like 2001's So It Goes. On his latest, 2006's We've Had Some Trouble, Whitt's vocals sound like Randy Newman with his nose fixed. Call it introspective roots music, a thinking man's Americana, if you need a label. 10 p.m. --GB

Transportation, Bringerer, Autocode, The Reservoir

Melodies are important. Throw the sweet ones on any configuration of instruments and time stops for three minutes or so. Transportation, fist pumping to love rock and hairy-chin soul, have a deceiving grasp on where and how to slip the vocals into the revelry and '70s style pageantry. Bringerer, all Cheap shots, dirty Tricks and warm-fuzz, have it down pretty pat, too. Autocode rounds out the evening of Track and Field. Free/10 p.m. --RM

Sunday, June 18

I See Hawks in L.A.
  • I See Hawks in L.A.

I See Hawks in L.A., Tony Gilkyson, The Pour House

Tony Gilkyson, ex-X guitarist and in-demand sideman (Bob Dylan, Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Dave Alvin, among others), comes from a musical family: Father Terry was a busy composer at Walt Disney Studios, and sister Eliza is a singer/songwriter currently singing and songwriting her way out of the cult artist category. Country-rockers I See Hawks in L.A., at least five strong and frequently more, sound like a musical family, courtesy of kindred-spirit(ed) playing and a brotherly rapport. They pack some surprises too, including a song about Slash and a Clarence Carter cover. $8-$10/7 p.m. --RC

Howlin Rain, Birds of Avalon, Local 506

Ethan Miller and his mucky main hustle Comets on Fire never really struck me as a "New Weird American" band. Actually, they fit rather neatly into the ceremoniously noisey psych rock category. But now that Miller and Sunburned Hand of the Man's John Moloney have teamed up under the Howlin Rain banner, that kook-folk association makes a bit more sense. Rain's core is a beautiful swamp pop mess, an exercise in Southern roots, and a love song to John Fogerty--they're the kind of band that uses the word gig as a verb. $7/10 p.m. --RM

New Radiant Storm King
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New Radiant Storm King, Dr. Powerful, Local 506

On NRSK's Web site, a fuzzy 1990 live photo shows principals Peyton Pinkerton and Matt Hunter in youthful American rock exuberance: both sport long-banged dos, Hunter outfitted in one of those Boast pot leaf T-shirts. Their then-kin were Pavement, Polvo and the Archers, and they've outlasted all three. Nostalgia be damned.
10 p.m. --CT

Wednesday, June 21

Dave Matthews Band, ALO, Alltel Pavilion

Officially, the Dave Matthews Band is a multi-platinum Charlottesville quintet fusing folk, pop, country, jazz and a dose of that ugly adulterated term "world music." Unofficially, though, DMB is a touring seven-piece, adding longtime keyboardist Butch Taylor and Soulive trombonist Rashawn Ross for 2006's hot summer nights. C'mon, Dave, give them some credit. Or maybe the attention bestowed upon the world's most boring violinist, the rather-ripped Boyd Tinsley. This year, the band tours on old favorites, a handful of new songs, and, I'm told, eco-friendly buses that convert $60 frat-boy concert ticket stubs straight into biodiesel. ALO opens. $39.50-$59.50/7 p.m. --GC

The Subdudes, The Pour House

Tell most bands that they're too loud, and they'll crank the volume knob up to 11. But in 1987, when fans told New Orleans' Continental Drifters they were too loud, keyboardist John Magnie convinced his bandmates to do a gig "with the least that we can bring." Bassist Johnny Allen and guitarist Tommy Malone brought acoustic guitars, and Steve Amadee, a tambourine. The concept was to do it subdued. "That word came up," says Magnie. "OK, we'll just do subdudes." That's been the blueprint for the band's brand of roots rock, gospel, bayou sounds and blue-eyed soul ever since. 9 p.m. --GB

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