In Up & Coming tonight:

See Me River, Triumph of Lethargy Skinned Alive to Death, Battle Hymns

(Chop Suey) Without a doubt, the personal highlight of this year's Sasquatch! Festival was Triumph of Lethargy Skinned Alive to Death frontman Spencer Moody's amazing, blitzed ranting between (and then during) songs with his old band the Murder City Devils. To paraphrase: Beautiful faggots rule, disgusting jocks drool (and beautiful faggot jocks are presumably very confused). While Of Montreal brought their usual gender-bent spectacle and Monotonix predictably played in the crowd, Moody's inspired outbursts were the only truly unexpected and uncomfortable confrontation in a long weekend of rock and roll as harmless recreation. It was the punk rockers crashing the frat party, it was revenge of the nerds, and it was awesome. The boozy spontaneous combustion looked like it damn near killed Moody as well, but if you're going to sing about wanting to see Iggy bleed, you've got to be willing to make an effigy of yourself onstage. Triumph of Lethargy are kind of like that moment sublimated into one long howl. ERIC GRANDY

Reverend Beat-Man, Delaney Davidson, Atomic Bride, Bill Collectors, Autolite Strike

(Funhouse) Reverend Beat-Man is a swearing and swaggering (and Swiss) evangelist for trashy, garage-punk blues. He croaks froggily about being a hard man in a cruel world and plays his guitar like it's Sun Records all over again—but darker, druggier, and shtick-ier. His tourmate, Delaney Davidson, is a New Zealander whose quiet country-blues has deeper, more gothic depths. Davidson plays Johnny Cash to Beat-Man's Jerry Lee Lewis. They make a nice counterpoint, but we all know who would win in a fight. Brooding beats histrionic any day. About the show, Davidson says: "I reckon I will play a half-hour set and then merge into the band." Don't miss that half hour. BRENDAN KILEY

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