Yuni in Taxco, Special Explosion, Shogun Barbi

(Rat and Raven) See Underage.

Seattle Symphony: Tchaikovsky's Fourth

(Benaroya Hall) See Thursday.

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The Sinking of the Titanic

(Chapel Performance Space) Okay, wow, seriously: One century to the hour after the original sinking of the Titanic on April 14, 1912 (time difference accounted for), 30 Seattle musicians will improvise versions of the hymns musicians played as the ship sank, scored by Gavin Bryars in 1969 for ensembles replicating the ship's orchestra. Embedded in the performances will also be recorded interviews with the survivors as well as information that has surfaced since the wreck was discovered in 1985. Period costume is encouraged, and the involved parties include Seattle's finest (Paul Rucker, Lori Goldston, Evan Flory-Barnes, Stuart Dempster, Beth Fleenor, Amy Denio). The duration spans the actual time it took for the Titanic to sink, and the music will happen spread out around the Chapel in six different half-hour sets. Ragtime tunes on toy piano, period 78s spun on vintage Victrolas, field recordings, and video projections will complete the affair. Damn. JEN GRAVES

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Totimoshi, Android Hero, Brokaw, Serial Hawk

(Comet) Shame on me for not giving Android Hero a listen sooner. They've been rocking in this town for years! I have no excuse, but I am glad I wised up (thanks to Nik Christofferson of Good to Die Records, who declared on Twitter that the criminally overlooked band was "one of Seattle's best"). Android Hero play driving punk rock with blistering drumming that will pummel you straight into the ground. But even with the seriously heavy sound, the band maintains a sense of humor with lyrics like "The girl is hot/The dog is not" (what?) and song titles like "Even the Best Sauce Can't Fix a Bad Noodle" (that's so true). So maybe you, too, have been living under an Android Hero–less rock—there's no better time than now to right that wrong. MEGAN SELING

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Guitar Wolf

(El Corazón) With utterly sincere fury and conviction, Guitar Wolf channel the MC5 and Ramones to create a hyperkinetic breed of punk rock that has the fidelity of a serial philanderer and the sting of a thousand rejections. Guitar Wolf go for that raw-power effect for which so many bands strive but that so few achieve without seeming like charlatans. These Japanese true believers have been pushing the same trashy, slashy steez for about a quarter century, but despite their garish cartoonishness (de rigueur black leather jackets and trousers, and wraparound shades forever), Guitar Wolf unerringly send adrenaline bolts to your limbs. It's nothing new, but it's eternally, ephemerally exciting. DAVE SEGAL

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