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Music worth leaving the house to hear this week

Blues World Order
Blue Bayou
Friday, Nov. 26

Blues World Order bassist/spokesperson Bobby Kelly says the band tries to carry the torch of everything from Louis Jordan to Willie Dixon, a mix of swing and swinging blues played on vintage instruments. "I play like an ancient bass, and the guitarist plays old guitars and beat to hell old Fender amps, and the drummer plays a vintage set of drums--we're really trying to nail that old-time sound." --GB

Pico vs. Island Trees, Throwback, The Annuals
Lincoln Theatre
Friday, Nov. 26

Syndicates of self-described sophisticate pop, the members of Pico vs. Island Trees candidly confess equal affection for John Mayer's sad-eyed lady loving and The Roots' big-banded ass shaking. They convey more of the latter, managing slick, carefully scripted college rock from Bryan Carter's promising musings. Get there early for The Annuals, as this Raleigh high school sextet turns out deceptively mature space rock, warranting comparisons to heavyweights Radiohead, Calla, Pinback and Bright Eyes. --GC

David Dyer & the Crooked Smile Band
Six String Cafe
Friday, Nov. 26

Interesting story, this one: Raleigh journeyman David Dyer, veteran of many a country and rock band, makes a record with producer/multi-instrumentalist Scott Mathews (onetime Beach Boy, author of the Barbra Streisand hit "Superman," and musical colleague of guys like Eric Clapton and Keith Richards) in Marin County thanks to an e-mail connection. The resulting Crossroads Grocery documents the point where commercial country, alt-country and classic rock intersect. --RC

Maplewood, Hugh Swaso, Brightleaf
Local 506
Friday, Nov. 26

All-American quintet Maplewood doesn't as much make acoustic-guitar driven, driving-with-the-top-down rock confessionals as they do breathe them, spinning sweet songs from major-chord swaths in a manner that suggests that, by now, a love and understanding of Gram Parsons and Gene Clark is as much intrinsic as it is learned. Take a smoldering trip down Route 66 with verifiable vintage revivalists. --GC

The Semantics
Saturday, Nov. 27

Punk rock early--6 p.m. to be exact--on a fall Saturday night. It doesn't get much better than that, especially when the band has a sense of humor. With any luck, you'll be able to buy a Semantics T-shirt, with a cartoon-ish drawing of the foursome on the front (created by new frontguy Paul Eade) and "Raleigh's Worst Band" on the back. Just don't believe everything you read. --RC

Spader, Art Lord & his Self-Portraits, Sullentine
Bickett Gallery
Saturday, Nov. 27

Two of the state's best danceable rockers--Spader and Art Lord--square off inside the confines of a small, pristine art gallery, bringing big hooks worthy of big attention and zest worthy of a Saturday night's revelry. Be glad Bickett's floor is polished because you may need a side-steppin' surface. --GC

Two Cow Garage
The Pour House
Sunday, Nov. 28

Rocking country punk works for Columbus, Ohio's Two Car Garage. Just don't compare 'em to Uncle Tupelo. "Oh God! No!" groans manager Chris Flint. "I don't want to insult all the people who've made that reference--but it's somewhat short-sided." If you want a comparison, try Rod Stewart fronting a punk version of the Flying Burrito Brothers. There's pedal steel and fiddle, but plenty of punk and rock to match the country honkin' Stones. Uncle who? --GB

Alexi Murdoch
The Pour House
Monday, Nov. 29
Temple Ball
Wednesday, Dec. 1

I once thought that "Some girls here are stars / But you are the Northern Lights" was the ultimate pickup line, courtesy of Josh Ritter, the Irish Drake-meets-Cohen. As it turns out, though, Scottish singer-songwriter Alexi Murdoch--now on his first tour of the Southeast--has him beat by a heartbeat, sweetly singing, "In your love, my salvation lies, in your love." Actually, that may be a wedding vow. Expect to become a fan. --GC

Cat's Cradle
Tuesday, Nov. 30

This new math-rock instrumental quartet boasts drummer John Stanier (Helmet, Tomahawk) and guitarist Ian Williams (Don Caballero)--who are enough by themselves--and experimental composer Tyondai Braxton is also involved, ensuring an off-beat flavor. Indeed, while there are classic hypnotic moments that recall post-rock avatars from June of '44 to Don Cab with movements folding in on each other, there are also moments of slowly slackening quietude that weave themselves into the complex sonic lattice. --Chris Parker

Oedipus Dick
The Pour House
Wednesday, Dec. 1

The Triangle's answer to Ween, Oedipus Dick is obsessed with things most people won't even think about. A mother's love takes on a whole new meaning in these boys' hands. With lyrics created in an asylum by an actual inmate, O.D. boldly goes where few men have gone before, with hilarious results. SNMNMNM opens. --GB

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