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Not to be confused with any wayward offspring of the 2000 presidential election's legitimate winner, Detroit's Gore Gore Girls hearken back to an even murkier era, when Hullabaloo ruled the airwaves with ringing guitars and frenetically grooving, bouffant-topped, go-go-booted girls. Armed with Gretsch guitars and a well-honed appreciation for garage rock that goes for the musical jugular, this Motown quartet sounds something like a high-flying union of the Ronettes and Ramones. Girl group "Oh, oh, oh"s and teasing harmonies are matched with raging guitars and deliciously raw, nitro-driven rock 'n' roll drive. Amy Gore (a.k.a. Surdu), who's been leading the band for a decade, plays the rock vixen to the hilt, cranking her guitar and lacing her honey-and-bile voice into originals like "Fox in a Box" ("She's got a fabulous crotch") and "Pleasure Unit" ("Breaking hearts is what I do/Getting through to creeps like you"). Both are on the Gores' fab Get the Gore (Bloodshot), packed to the gills with killer hooks and toxic mascara. $10/$12 at door. 8:00 p.m. 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Rick Mason

MONDAY 10.08

John Vanderslice
7th St. Entry

Emerald City, the latest disc from San Francisco singer-songwriter John Vanderslice, was born from troublesome circumstances, mostly having to do with his French girlfriend being denied a visa. Apparently, Vanderslice's psyche was affected by the legal limbo, as its tumultuous aftermath reverberates in the album's skittish melodies and sense of disconnect. Given his knack for quirky discourse and obtuse imagery, the guy has never been the most accessible artist, but his lilting tunefulness and self-effacing charm have proved increasingly endearing over the course of half a dozen outings. Lately, though, you'll notice that despite an occasional glimpse of optimism, a darker demeanor prevails. With Bishop Allen. $10. 8:00 p.m. 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Lee Zimmerman


Tokyo Police Club
7th St. Entry
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Vickie Nelson
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Sometimes it seems as if the rise of the mp3 and the tastemaking music blog is accelerating the cycle from underground to buzzing to blowing up to busted at a dangerous clip. When we look back at the past two or three years, three or four years from now, will we remember bands like Tokyo Police Club? Their 2006 debut EP, A Lesson in Crime, is certainly rife with adrenaline, its seven tracks clocking in under 16 minutes. The Canadian quartet never lets an idea go stale, out-stroking the Strokes with their jagged, raucous guitar rock, and nearly every track feels like a single. "Shoulders & Arms" stands head and shoulders above the others, though, sounding like the best Bloc Party song Bloc Party never made, and rushing at you headlong with knives out. And that's the beauty of pop: All it takes is that momentary sensation overload to make a great song—and maybe that's enough. It doesn't have to last. With the Virgins. $8. 8:00 p.m. 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Steve McPherson

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