Happy Halloween! There are 8,000 shows happening tonight. Here’s a sample of what’s going on:

Partman Parthorse play the High Dive with the Lights and the Coconut Coolouts. The band recently sat down with Eric Grandy for an interview and talked about everything from being hated to getting naked. Read the whole piece here.

Torche and Abe Vigoda also play tonight and El Corazon and Neumos, respectively. Members of each band took part in this week’s story “Big Gay Roundtable” written by Kurt B. Reighley. And, speaking of Neumos’ Halloween show, Diplo is headlining:

Diplo
Lots of worthy shows are happening this Halloween—Partman Parthorse, Truckasauras, the motherfucking Sonics—but what you really want on this holiday is a manic, satanic party. Diplo (boss of the record label Mad Decent and DJ for M.I.A. and Santogold) is sure to deliver just that, mixing fun-sized song treats with old-skool DJ tricks and monster mash-ups. He could do things to “Thriller” that would make more than your body shiver. Rounding out the bill is the wicked electro bounce of London’s Boy 8-Bit, the dark tropical post-punk of Abe Vigoda, and Telepathe. (Neumos, 925 E Pike St, 709-9467. 8 pm, $15, all ages.) ERIC GRANDY

And here are a few more options, from this week’s Up & Comings:

Paul van Dyk, Moby, the Crystal Method, Andy C
(WaMu Theater) Tonight is a three-for-one late-’90s-nostalgia trip with DJ sets from (1) the Crystal Method, our country’s karaoke Chemical Brothers, (2) Moby, who slit the throat of his own best songs (“Porcelain,” “Go”) to shower their blood on grateful marketing executives, and (3) Germany’s Paul van Dyk, who sounds kind of anachronistic in today’s dance culture. He’s gradually locked himself into squirming sentimentality, but his early singles like “For an Angel,” “Tell Me Why,” and “We Are Alive” helped define the trance genre, which few others can claim. It’s quintessential stuff, even if the peer-pressure instinct is to laugh behind its back. DEAN FAWKES

The Sonics, Girl Trouble
(Paramount) The Sonics basically perfected, prolly by late 1964, what (by 1970) would be called punk rock… and, even after 40-plus years, they ain’t EVER been bettered. You kids might be surprised they played punk without any pretense OR politics; they were white kids who, like all locals, wanted to be as GOOD as the Wailers, so they pounded and screamed the SHIT outta black R&B till it was wide fucking open. Funny thing is, for all that pounding and screaming they were a DANCE band, like a TEEN dance band. Yep. And, turns out, they’re from Tacoma. Right, so the Sonics are playing here for first time in years; hope you got your ticket! MIKE NIPPER

Truckasauras
(Lo-Fi) Truckasauras’s recent debut Tea Parties, Guns & Valor was a long-gestating affair (I can recall vibing with Truck’s Ultimate Warrior multimedia displays during Bush’s first term), but one can hardly fault the timeline given the record’s unmitigated radness. No other contemporary artist channels the kind of warbly, slightly nauseating ecstasy present in the 8-bit video-game soundtracks that Truck mine or in the synth-drunk scores of John Carpenter and Giorgio Moroder. Capable of producing haunting left-field beauty even as they rock the bells, Truckasauras are about the best Halloween party band you’ll find this side of Morris Day and the Time. SAM MICKENS

And if that’s not enough, read through our comprehensive list of every Halloween party happening in the city. Costume contests, haunted houses, rock shows, and dance parties—you’re sure to find something that’ll make your Halloween happy.