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Raleigh
Tim Reynolds' TR3
The Pour House—The last stage guitarist Tim Reynolds played in the Triangle was considerably bigger than The Pour House's squat downstairs platform: In July, Reynolds stood before a sold-out Walnut Creek Amphitheatre crowd, serving as the sixth member of the Dave Matthews Band. Reynolds has been playing with Matthews since the early '90s, when the two met while Reynolds' rock band, TR3, played at the bar a young Matthews tended. Their sporadic duo tours and recordings have fortified Matthews' superstar status, as double-disc concert debut, Live at Luther College, sold three million copies. Earlier this year, the pair joined the Dalai Lama onstage in Seattle. Reynolds toured solo for a decade, backing his dexterous guitar wizardry with drum machines and augmenting it with an assortment of pedals. But upon moving to North Carolina's Outer Banks last year, he met a real-life rhythm section he liked again and revived the TR3 handle. Expect salty, thick-bottomed groove rock that tackles a strong dose of familiar covers. TR3 sometimes sounds stale, but watch for Reynolds' aural pyrotechnics as they flash brightly above everything else in the room. Vintage Freshness opens at 10 p.m. Tickets are $12-$15. —Grayson Currin


Chapel Hill
Dom Casual, Ghostwriter
The Cave—For more than a dozen years, Dom Casual's strutted about town like it owns the place, affecting an ice cool surfabilly slink dotted with moments of baroque pop shimmer, lounge-bound brass and '60s garage-pop verve. Early this year, the band released only its second album, Espanta Muerto, which further honed its retro sound. This is the band's last show with long-time guitarist Sean Murphy. Opener Ghostwriter harkens even farther back, all the way to tar-paper shacks and front porch sounds. Created by Steve Schecter six years ago, Ghostwriter's scruffy, lo-fi, blues-punk sounds like John Spencer Blues Explosion gone solo, with Schecter kvetching, "People/ Can't live with 'em/ They turn everything into some sort of schism." Plop down $5 at 10 p.m. —Chris Parker


Raleigh
Blood Red River, The T'S
Slim's Downtown—Most kids appreciate the same things about cars as they do about music—loud and fast rule. Diving headlong into low gas mileage, bar band rumble, Raleigh's The T's blends hooks, amps and a friendly howdy-do, like Thin Lizzy smashing the Rockpile, in its crankcase. The band's February debut LP, Capital T, is buoyed by the power pop of "Big Girls Pants" and '70s riff-rockers of "How It's Done." Durham's Blood Red River cite Flat Duo Jets and The Cramps as influences for its (largely) instrumental garage/rockabilly, though one hears more of the former than the latter in the foot-tapping rave-ups. Give up $5 at 10 p.m. —Chris Parker

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