Hoodstock: Glitterbang, Sports, Branden Daniel & the Chics, Hobosexual, and more
(Milky Way House) See Underage.
Shameless: Deepchild, Adlib, Joe Bellingham
(Electric Tea Garden) See Data Breaker.
Ramsey Lewis & His Electric Band
(Jazz Alley) See Thursday.
Juicy J, Joey Bada$$, Smoke DZA, Fat Trel
(Neumos) See My Philosophy.
Journey, Pat Benatar, Loverboy
(Gorge) One more reason to resent the seemingly never-ending reign of "Don't Stop Believin'" in American culture: It's the only reason Pat Benatar isn't topping this bill. Without that new standard/forever-impending menace, Journey's perfectly serviceable catalog of middle-of-the-road rock hits and soggy power ballads would've earned the band the slot just above Loverboy (which has only "Working for the Weekend," "Turn Me Loose," and iconic bandanna deployment to offer). But Pat Benatar is a titan. From her early-'80s hard rock hits ("You Better Run," "Heartbreaker," "Hit Me with Your Best Shot") to her prime MTV poppery ("We Belong," "Shadows of the Night," "Love Is a Battlefield"), she carved out prime space in a male-dominated universe through hooks and chops and exceedingly tight leather pants. DAVID SCHMADER
DJ 88 State, the Unibroz, Richie Aldente
(High Dive) Earlier this year, the Unibroz made quite an impression when they performed in the EMP's Sound Off! semifinals. The rap crew (with a live drummer and DJ/tambourine player) closed their set with a song called "Krizpy Chicken Saxophone," which was inspired, they said from the stage, by a chicken nugget that was shaped like a saxophone. They even offered a photo of the nugget as evidence, and by the end of the song, they had half the room chanting "crispy chicken saxophone" along with them. So the Unibroz are weird. But they're just young dudes not taking shit too seriously, and there are moments on their latest album, Born Classy, that recall Digital Underground. Sometimes it's good to be goofy. MEGAN SELING
Angry Samoans, 13 Scars, Super Nothing, the Greengoes, Overboard, Chump Change
(El Corazón) Occasionally, rock-and-roll journalists get out from behind their keyboards and show how things should be done, as opposed to just writing about it. In the early '80s, "Metal Mike" Saunders, the rock writer who coined the term "heavy metal" in a 1970 Humble Pie review for Rolling Stone, brought forth a stripped-down skate-punk attack with his own band, Angry Samoans. While never achieving such household-name status as Black Flag, the Samoans came ripping out of the San Fernando Valley with timeless jams like "Lights Out." Now, twentysome years later, they're still at it, as fast, sloppy, and especially angry as ever. KEVIN DIERS
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