Brother Ali, Dinosaur Jr., John Fogerty, and more


Dinosaur Jr.

First Avenue

The music video for 1994's "Feel the Pain" featured members of Dinosaur Jr. cruising around the city in a golf cart, and the music video for 2009's "Over It" captures the band as they cruise around the city on skateboards and bikes. While lead singer and guitarist J. Mascis finally put the band name to sleep in 1997, after the original lineup had long since disbanded, the videos offer a fairly accurate representation of how much the band's music has changed in the past 15 years—hardly at all. Formed in Amherst, Massachusetts, some 25 years ago, Dinosaur Jr. is a band that has mastered the art of feedback and remains a catalyst for distortion to this day. After Mascis reunited with bassist Lou Barlow and drummer Murph in 2005 for a European tour, the band went on to release Beyond in 2007, the first album featuring all three original members since 1988's Bug. Now having released Farm this past summer on the independent label Jagjaguwar, Dinosaur Jr appears to be back in full swing once again. Word to the wise when seeing the band live, though: Bring earplugs. You're going to need them. With MV & EE. 18+. $20. 8 p.m. 701 First Ave. N, Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Chris DeLine

John Fogerty

Brother Ali goes with the flow at First Ave
Julian Murray
Brother Ali goes with the flow at First Ave

State Theatre

When Creedence Clearwater Revival splintered in the early 1970s, John Fogerty found himself in a kind of limbo. He responded by recording an album of country, blues, and gospel covers, playing every instrument and singing all the parts himself. Although he issued it semi-anonymously as the Blue Ridge Rangers, Fogerty's distinctive guitar work and black-water yowl instantly identified him as the guy responsible for Creedence's vast array of indelible tunes. Thirty-six years and a thriving solo career later, Fogerty rustled up Rides Again, a marvelous collection of fresh covers from the Rangers, which now include such wily studio vets as Buddy Miller and Greg Leisz. Crackling with energy and caked with a dusty roots vibe, the no-longer lone Ranger offers terrific versions of John Prine's "Paradise," Buck Owens's "I Don't Care," John Denver's "Back Home Again," Rick Nelson's "Garden Party" (with Eagles Don Henley and Timothy B. Schmit helping on vocals), and the Everly Brothers' "When Will I Be Loved," a dynamite duet with Bruce Springsteen. Live, expect those tunes scattered among Creedence classics and nuggets from Fogerty's solo career. $47-$67. 8 p.m. 824 Hennepin Ave., Minneapolis; 612.339.7007. —Rick Mason


Fuck Buttons

Triple Rock Social Club

Tarot Sport, the sophomore album from U.K. duo Fuck Buttons, underlines the point the pair made in interviews for their 2007 debut, Street Horrrsing: They don't do "noise," per se. Certainly, Horrrsing's coursing electronic currents were clogged with chunky, clunky nuggets of entropic, windpipe-clogging coal and soul-in-eternal-torment screams: evidence enough, for many, that Andrew Hung and Benjamin John Power spent whatever disposable income they had scarfing up Birchville Cat Motel vinyl. But Sport is more interested in wholesale synth-psych quavering, Mogwai-esque atmospheric moods, and generally calming listeners' frazzled nerves—which is fine by us. Noise rock's all right for vicariously fighting the faceless powers blithely crushing your various dreams and ambitions into paste; what Fuck Buttons bring to the table, now, is much-needed out-of-body bliss. Get yourselves lost. With Growing. 18+. $10/$12 at the door. 9 p.m. 629 Cedar Ave. S, Minneapolis; 612.333.7399. —Ray Cummings

Vic Chesnutt

The Cedar

As eccentric, inspired, and riveting as the most provocative outsider visual artists, Vic Chesnutt writes songs that cut to the quick while twisting things beyond their normal frames of reference, inverting perspectives, perceptions, expectations. He's also unflinchingly self-aware, which may come from having an unusually agile mind inside a body ravaged by a car accident at age 18 and dependent on a wheelchair. "I am a monster like Quasimoto," he quietly sings in his characteristically creaky voice on "It Is What It Is" from his latest, At the Cut. He goes on to dissect his own character, showing the dichotomous nature of human nature ("irritable as a hornet...agreeable as it gets") while making sharp, universal points ("appearance is everything so nothing is how it seems"). Elsewhere he flirts with death as he would a lover, contemplates the nature of courage, and finds an astonishingly unsentimental tenderness in memory on "Granny." Using many of the same musicians who were on 2007's North Star Deserter (members of Fugazi, Thee Silver Mt. Zion Orchestra, Godspeed You! Black Emperor—who will also be along on tour), Chesnutt fashions a sound you could call post-Southern gothic, with stark, almost primitive folk-like passages, at times elegantly haunted by violin and cello, but also sometimes exploding into blistering, raw, even epic rock. With Liz Durrett. $14/$16 at the door. 7 p.m. 416 Cedar Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612.338.2674. —Rick Mason

FRIDAY 11.20

Frankie Bones

First Avenue VIP Room

When local techno mastermind Woody McBride had a hand in throwing massive all-night parties in the Twin Cities, he called some of them "dance marathons," tests of stamina featuring a roster of globetrotting DJs and a ribcage-rattling sound system. Now that the climate for those kinds of parties has changed, McBride has taken to more intimate events but has retained both the caliber of talent and levels of bass that made his previous shows so special. This time around, he's stacking up the speakers for a legend, NYC DJ and producer Frankie Bones, a figure who played a seminal role in shaping the rave scene of the early '90s. Even if the days (and nights) of dancing until dawn in filthy warehouses are over, McBride aims to conjure up some of that old magic, an experience immersed in the power of techno's primal thump. If you're new to that experience, remember your earplugs—it's going to get loud. With DJ Werk, DJ Bent, the Push, and DJ Mike Hawk. 18+. $12/$15 at the door. 7 p.m. 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Ian Traas

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