Fivespeed rejoins the field

Fivespeed almost fooled us. The local emo rock band seemed to drop off the radar after releasing Trade In Your Halo two years ago through Sunset Alliance (the independent record label belonging to Before Braille vocalist Dave Jensen) and signing to Virgin Records. But it turns out that the band…

Isis, and These Arms Are Snakes

Q: Are we not metal? A: Yeah, sorta. Both bands on this bill are enormous-sounding, but they achieve their audio girth from dissimilar means, neither atypical metal. Most of Isis’ albums are three-fourths instrumental and all-fourths conceptual. The band’s previous CDs were sold in room-thrashing flavors like Oceanic and Celestial…

The Aquabats

Costumed shtick in the rock ‘n’ roll world is a tough road to travel — just ask the guys from Dread Zeppelin and the Village People, if you can figure out which Holiday Inn Express lounge they’re playing this weekend. Even KISS spent more than half its career sans makeup…

Rhythm & Form

This Saturday, December 18, the long-running but recently in absentia Rhythm & Form night at the Emerald Lounge returns for “Rhythm & Form — The Resurrection.” Resident DJs Jacob Delph, Brian Pfirrman, and David Siefert are bringing back their tech house stylings in conjunction with wall displays by local artists…

Seven nights of DJs and dancing

Thursday 16 Acme Bar & Grill: DJR (all genres) Acme Roadhouse: DJ J. Alan (Top 40) Ain’t Nobody’s Bizness: DJ Tsunami (Top 40, hip-hop) Anderson’s Fifth Estate: Piranha Room/Area 51 with DJ Jeremy (industrial/goth) Axis/Radius: Ladies’ Night with DJ MCB & Josh Royal (all genres) AZ 88: DJ P-Body (all…

Dollyrots

Before landing a record deal in 1978, the Police dyed their collective locks blond and posed as a punk band for a bubblegum advert. That wasn’t the only time a pop trio got its break via a TV commercial. The Dollyrots actually are a punk bubblegum group — one that…

Must Sea

Sitting outside one of his favorite haunts, Tempe’s Stinkweeds Records, on a bright December afternoon, Eli Kuner is clearly on edge. He seems relaxed at first as he chats about mundane, getting-to-know-you things, like how he’s a history major at ASU, and how he’s lived in Mesa all his life…

Burrito Brothers

Bluewall Audience has been so busy reviewing and signing contracts, conducting meetings, and approving shirt designs that at least every other week, its members have to convene at their unofficial headquarters: Chipotle at Chandler Fashion Center. Any time the band needs to conduct business — and someone else is willing…

Titty Ditties

My guts are churning with anticipation and trepidation as I step into the dimmed alcove that is Cheerleaders, the topless gentlemen’s club on University Drive in east Phoenix. As my eyes adjust to the dusky illumination, I can’t help but focus on the bikini- and g-string-clad beauties lounging about the…

Jingle Bowls featuring the Phunk Junkeez

When talking to people from the other side of the country, there are usually three local bands you can name that they’ve heard of: the Gin Blossoms, Jimmy Eat World, and the Phunk Junkeez. And while the Junkeez have yet to tap the mainstream success that GB and JEW experienced,…

Westside Food Bank Benefit Show

There may be a lot of bitchy backbiting in the music business at large, but on a local level, great P-town bands understand the spirit of the season. Local rockers Goodbye Tomorrow are the epitome of “good sports” — when the musicians parted ways with bassist David Roat, they posted…

David Allan Coe

David Allan Coe’s been looking like a redneck version of George Clinton lately, sporting a multicolored dreadlock beard, big sunglasses, and more tattoos than Skin and Ink. But the only thing funky going on behind the Confederate flag guitar is the booze-and-broads smell of a hard-livin’ country legend. The 65-year-old…

Sistah Blue

When local blues outfit Sistah Blue took second place at the International Blues Talent Competition in 1996, the band was just a year old. Over the past nine years, it’s built up a fan base by playing all over the Valley, opening for such acts as John Lee Hooker and…

The Vandals

While all the upstart pop-punk bands seem insistent on establishing their “maturity,” the Vandals are like the guy who shows up to the 20-year high school reunion wearing parachute pants and a joy buzzer, revealing he still lives in his mom’s basement and still works at the local comic book…

Seven nights of DJs and dancing

Thursday 9 Acme Bar & Grill: DJR (all genres) Acme Roadhouse: DJ J. Alan (Top 40) Ain’t Nobody’s Bizness: DJ Tsunami (Top 40) Anderson’s Fifth Estate: Piranha Room/Area 51 with DJs Jeremy & Ricky (industrial/goth, electroclash) Axis/Radius: Ladies’ Night with DJ MCB & Josh Royal (all genres) AZ 88: DJ…

Electric Avenue

Your buddy pops an unknown cassette into your car’s tape deck. Your latest crush burns you a mix CD. One of your co-workers e-mails you some MP3s. Your cool older brother hips you to his vinyl collection. Shootin’ the shit in the mall, the quad, the break room: That’s how…

Entrance

Guy Blakeslee, a.k.a. Entrance, plays left-handed on conventional guitars turned upside down, just like Jimi Hendrix. Blakeslee has also developed his own unique style, a blend of blues, rags, field hollers, ragtime and primordial Midwestern American church music that at times comes close to the sound John Fahey called “American…

Edgefest’s “No Snow Holiday Show”

‘Twas 16 nights before Christmas, and all through Glendale Arena, little punk rockers were throwing bottles of Aquafina. Stage divers were hung from the rafters by their hair, in hopes that someone would get them the fuck down from there. The stage was warmed up by Story of the Year,…

Muse

This English band, named after a Talking Heads song, originally formed in the late ’80s after all the members met in art school. After recording a debut EP, the group released its first full-length album, Pablo Honey, in 1993, which spawned the international smash single “Creep.” Although some thought it…

Tiësto at Myst

A friend of mine refers to all electronic music as “techno.” Doesn’t matter if it’s drum ‘n’ bass, jungle, house, down-tempo — to him, “it’s all fucking techno, man.” And with a little encouragement, he’ll launch into a rant that includes dead-on onomatopoeia of what techno sounds like: Sst. Umph…