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WEDNESDAY 7.30

Story of the Sea

The Beat

It would take a huge needle jabbed straight to the heart of the Beat coffee shop's caffeinated beverages to work up the energy to follow this band's seasick tunes. Story of the Sea's manic genre-shifting speaks to a generation with a three-second attention span and a serious addiction to those ADD wonder drugs. The band stitches together elements of post-rock, pop, noise, and grunge for a sunken treasure like no other in our 10,000 lakes. It would feel overwhelming if not for their perfectionist's touch. The music is triumphantly chaotic, while managing to contain its mischief in a slick capsule. This is a highly intelligent creature—a Frankenstein monster that will make all the cool kids want to get bolts in their necks. Check out the show to whet your appetite for their new album dropping later this year. All ages. $6. 5:30 p.m. 1414 W. 28th St., Minneapolis; 612.710.3992. —Erin Roof

 

FRIDAY 8.01

Doomtree

First Avenue

With its snarly teeth and torn wings, the Doomtree logo isn't supposed to make you feel pretty, and neither is their music. Making straightforward, conscious hip hop, the group of five MCs and two DJs is not timid about telling the truth by way of fresh beats and killer hooks. Lyrics written by ruthless poets layer over and under music made to make you feel buff and ready to rumble for the cause. After years of making their own solo albums in the False Hopes collection, the crew has finally put all their raps in a row to release their first album of collaborative tracks. Like always, their shows have more energy than any can in the cooler. It's Doomtree who gives you the wings—bring your own teeth. With I Self Devine and Kill the Vultures. 18+. $8/$10 at the door. 8 p.m. 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Amber Schadewald

Small White

Turf Club

In bands and in swimsuits, it can take a certain courage to sport a two-piece. But from Birthday Suits to Ratatat, show posters and CD bins are peppered with more and more artists who find liberty in bondage, who thrive under the sonic pressures of working with two little instruments. Consider Small White. The local duo, who at times echo the soaring guitar melodies of the aforementioned Ratatat and at others the grinding arrhythmia of Knife World, fashion a shape shifter's sound that is a baffling expansion of the two-piece configuration, and on their long-overdue debut full-length, Do It Till It Ends, the hooks come fast, stretch out, but never overstay their welcome. Supporting them are Les Deux Magot, another local duo whose sound, a distant shear conjured with guitar and drums, is unseemly and thrilling, and as bracing as a broken tooth. With Gumbi. 21+. 9 p.m. 1601 University Ave. W., St. Paul; 651.647.0486. —David Hansen

Gospel Gossip and Mercurial Rage

Triple Rock Social Club

This bill is fiendishly strange, a delight to schizophrenic local-music aficionados. It's a perfect tutorial on the multifaceted Minneapolis music scene: lo-fi vs. high gloss, grunge vs. glamour, indie vs. New Wave. Basically, we have a Sharks vs. Jets situation here. Even with, I assume, a lack of choreographed dance moves and semi-realistic-looking stage-prop weapons, this show is sure to please. Gospel Gossip are charming, singing about "little bubbles with cats inside of them." Mercurial Rage are suave and downright frisky, singing about "looking for love in a topless bar." Gospel Gossip seem like they might be into the Breeders. Mercurial Rage are admittedly pretty obsessed with New Order. Now if we can only pool our money for their dance lessons, maybe we can produce the Cedar-Riverside Story. The Triple Rock would be the perfect setting for a mock brawl. And a New Wave version of "I Feel Pretty" could possibly be cool. You in? 18+. $6. 10 p.m. 629 Cedar Ave., Minneapolis; 612.333.7499. —Erin Roof

 

SATURDAY 8.02

Nine Inch Nails

Target Center

It's official: Trent Reznor will never grow up, and nobody can force him to—he's playing by his own rules in a post-music-industry world of his own design, releasing records whenever and however he sees fit. The 43-year-old Nine Inch Nails auteur has spent the past two decades building an empire from tour-borne sweat, roiling angst, and moody, pop-industrial symphonies. In the past six months, he's unleashed roughly three hours' worth of music: Ghosts I-IV, a generous suite of ponderous instrumentals, and the more conventional The Slip. Both releases arrived via the internet with little to no warning, and there's no telling when Reznor will strike again. Here's what is certain: Nine Inch Nails are hitting the road with their overproduced goth maelstrom, bringing indie sensations Deerhunter, Crystal Castles, Does It Offend You, Yeah?, and A Place to Bury Strangers along for the ride. (Of this group, only Crystal Castles will open on the Minneapolis date.) So start drawing up that list of requests now, and warn your friends, family members, and business associates that you'll be all but hoarse from screaming along to "Terrible Lie" and "Closer" and "Discipline" for at least a couple of days afterward. $39.50-$47.50. 6:30 p.m. 600 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.673.0900. —Ray Cummings

Judas Priest

Myth

Metal was never the same in terms of fashion or music once Rob Halford and his Priest hit the scene in their iconic leather fetish gear. Almost 30 years later, the question of whether Judas Priest are making relevant music is almost irrelevant. You can listen to their newest release, a concept album called Nostradamus, and judge for yourself, but let's just say that the days of British Steel have passed. However, in a concert climate inundated with the has-beens, it's perfectly fine to let nostalgia lead you into hearing some of the best early metal tracks when you might have to sift through decades worth of off-and-on mediocre output. But when it's all said and done, what retains Priest's reputation in the annals of rock music history is the magic of those double Glenn Tipton and K.K. Downing guitars, and Halford's menacingly proper howl. With Metal Church. All ages. $49. 6:30 p.m. 3090 Southlawn Dr., Maplewood; 651.779.6984. —Jen Paulson

 

MONDAY 8.04

Los Lobos and Los Lonely Boys

Minnesota Zoo Weesner Amphitheater

Dubbed the Brotherhood Tour, this great double bill pairs Los Lobos, who have spent the last few decades evolving from just another band from East L.A. into one of the planet's finest, with los hermanos Garza, the fab brotherly trio that exploded out of the blocks with their eponymous debut, Los Lonely Boys, five years ago. It's been a couple of years since Los Lobos released their last album, The Town and the City. But the quintet has amassed a remarkable body of work over the years that embraces their Mexican-American heritage, R&B, rock, jazz, and a broad sweep of Americana roots, interpreted with innovative spirit and philosophical depth. Los Lonelys have a new one just out, Forgiven (Epic), produced by drummer/knob twirler extraordinaire Steve Jordan and fueled again by the Boys' distinctive blend of Tex-Mex, power blues-rock, and electro-glide pop. Center stage again is the increasingly iconic, soaring electric guitar work of Henry Garza, a seeming cross between Carlos Santana and Stevie Ray, and the three brothers' rich vocal harmonies, tinged with echoes of the Beatles and Everlys. Among highlights is a rousing cover of the Spencer Davis Group's "I'm a Man." $49. 7:30 p.m. 13000 Zoo Blvd., Apple Valley; 952.431.9200. —Rick Mason

 

TUESDAY 8.05

Chaka Khan

Fine Line Music Café

Sure, mention Chaka Khan to most casual and/or younger music fans and her 1984 smash hit "I Feel for You" will come up within roughly 10 seconds—maybe less if you're talking to a Minnesota casual music fan, what with that song being written by Prince and all. But stopping there's a huge mistake: Khan's tenure with Rufus made her one of the most prominent female singers of the '70s, and with a voice like a silk machete, she earned her star status with some of the best funk and disco performances of the '70s and '80s: "Do You Love What You Feel," "Sweet Thing," "I'm Every Woman," you name it. She's still the focal point of some important modern music—Kanye West might owe a lot of his career to her single "Through the Fire"—though her most recent album, the cover-heavy, Jam & Lewis-produced Funk This, also positions her as a premier soul revivalist. 18+. $40. 7 p.m. 318 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.338.8100. —Nate Patrin


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