Reno Divorce -- This punk band from Denver, CO, takes unashamed cues from Mike Ness and Social Distortion. Hey, there's nothing wrong with that if you can deliver the car crash that is Mike Ness. For the most part these youngsters sustain the speed and ole Mike wouldn't be disappointed jamming with them. With Charlotte's own Drat. Fat City (Shukla)


Bernie Worrell & The Woo Warriors -- There's not much more one can emphasize about Worrell's career -- he was a crucial member of the Parliament Funkadelic axis and solo artist as well as guest session man on numerous recordings spanning 35 years. He cuts a groove on the keys that encompasses multi genres not to mention one so thick you can practically sit on top of it. OK, so he didn't work in Nashville much but he can steal the show from rockers, funksters, jazz hipsters, Rastafarians, you name it. If it's funk you seek, and I mean old school to cosmic funk, then look no further. The Room (Shukla)


Barefoot Manner -- Pleasant enough chilled-out acoustic jam here, with ice-water clear tonality and well-enunciated hippie-speak. Evidently, the boys also play barefoot as they are playing Barefoot, which tells you they probably don't jump around a whole hell of a lot -- in fact, this music might be the antithesis of aggression. There's more than a couple of reggae references to be found here, too -- imagine some of Peter Rowan's more recent, island-infused material. Pretty "smoke-friendly" music all around, actually. Visulite Theatre (Davis)

GoGoPilot -- The new project from Jeff Williams (Lodestar), gogoPilot might be his best work yet. Along with compatriots Rodney Lanier (Stelle Group, Sea of Cortez), Ben Kennedy (Pyramid), Chris Ravenscroft and Chris Walldorf (Pyramid), Williams has been moving more into a strict melodic direction, something akin to Alejandro Escovedo's recent incarnations: slow, spare, and containing plenty of wide open space. You've heard of the high lonesome sound? This might just be Low lonesome (as in the band) -- lotsa indie atmospherics, accordion, mandolin, and steel guitar, and just enough snotty college rock edge to keep you guessing. The Evening Muse (Davis)

Junior Vasquez -- This top of the heap, NYC record spinner pulls off distinct vibes where dancers are entranced longer than physical restrictions will allow. Vasquez fits the bill of originator and catalyst of tribal house and thumps the bass hard enough to wake the dead. The reign of DJ's can be fickle as dance music morphs and evolves quicker than a spinning 45. But Vasquez has managed to remain in the upper rungs, apparently finding just the right inflections, bends and segues from his record collection -- reputed to exceed 300,000 pieces -- to manipulate and keep the beat pumping. Mythos (Shukla)

The Noise -- Forget the KLF, Bruce Hazel's gonna rock ya. This show is to celebrate the release of his new record, The Fall of the Chicken King, and Hazel's pulling out all the stops. Folks get a free CD with admission, and Hazel's planned some scantily-clad surprises to boot. A comer on the local music scene, Hazel doesn't lack for ambition or meaty hooks -- advance copies of King show Hazel's learned to rein in the rasp a bit, but there's still enough believable snarl that you never doubt the music's authenticity. Good stuff. The Steeple Lounge (Davis)


Bonepony -- Bonepony have hit upon a generally seamless musical stride with an aptly titled, recently released disc Jubilee. The recording, as the name implies, is a musical celebration. The stomp-along, clap-along, sing-along and sway-along disc gathers rockabilly, country, bluegrass and dance music, with a little help on guest vocals from the likes of Nanci Griffith, and puts out the invitation. Are you game? Sylvia Theater, York (Shukla)

Brangle Brothers -- A regional band, led by principle songwriter/guitarist/vocalist Greg Brangle, that has some potent guitar chops in their blues-infused rock. Lyrical panache, with an exception or two, is not a high point here; however musical aptitude makes up for dangling poetic devices. This gig is a Release Party for the new record Songs of Love or the Lack There Of. The record features a lump in the throat patriotic tune called "Only In America," thrown in for good measure and sung from the heart, while southern boogie jumps out on "Me and My Crazy Self." The best tune, however, is the slo-mo blues instrumental "Peace & Tranquility" that comes lightly painted with psychedelic treatments. Double Door Inn (Shukla)

Ed Petterson -- Ed's allegiances seem to teeter like a quarter on the edge on one of those arcade games like they have at the beach (you know the kind -- you drop in three quarters for every one you're lucky enough to push over the edge). Okay, lengthy analogy. Do know that Ed does the folk/roots/country conglomerate thing pretty seamlessly, which isn't as easy as it sounds. There's even the odd Tex-Mex reference from time to time. All of which is probably Pettersen's strong point -- he's usually able to get down to the heart of whatever style of music he's doing, rather than simply copying the style. Bonus points for a country outlaw tribute song. Bayou Kitchen (Davis)


Vic Chesnutt -- The only man I know to effectively name-check tarragon in a song, Vic Chesnutt might not only be one of the best Southern tunesmiths we have, he may be one of the better Southern writers we have. His newest, Silver Lake, is a beautiful travelogue of kudzu, kids and kin, but it's also something more substantial -- a meditation on unconditional love (and loss) in a conditional society, a treatise on giving up rather than giving it up, and a tone poem to the huge contradiction that is the American South. A snapshot that effectively mixes green fields with blood red, the end result ends up coming out somewhere in between. Where other regions have their gray area, we have sepia. The Evening Muse (Davis)

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