Cheapwads unite! Rent's due soon and Mavs tickets cost money, so it's time to skimp other places. What follows are suggestions for keeping your music expenses down and your endorphins up.
Wolff 6 p.m., Monday, October 29. Good Records, 1808 Greenville Ave. Free
Well, shit, since rock is taking a hiatus, we might as well enjoy what the less straightforward world of music has to offer. Enter Wolff, formerly of Drums & Tuba, now going his own way as just... a tuba. OK, not just tuba--there's also snippets of glitch and piles of brass interweaving to make a hypnotic mix of electronica and more traditional instrumentation. Don't expect big band or jazz, mind you, this is dirge-y, thoughtful stuff; as if Peter Murphy had been in his school marching band. For this in-store, Wolff will perform it all, by the way, solely using a tuba.
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Mom, Florene, Mistress, Fizzy Dino Bop, Sticky Buns 9 p.m., Wednesday, October 31. Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Studio, 411 E. Sycamore St., Denton. Free with costume, $5 without.
There are those who want to take weird drugs and dance all night on Halloween, and then there are those who want to listen to music that makes them feel like they've taken weird drugs. RGRS's Halloween Party will suit the latter. Headliner Mom is (currently) the most "buzzy" of this lineup, but the undercard is full of sleepers. Florene, for example, serves up a bubbling brew made of fermented computer-generated ambiance and shimmering synth-y non-songs. Fizzy Dino Pop, meantime, lurches way over to the other end of the electronica spectrum, all simplistic, hasty, overwrought beats, screeched vocals and bleeping video game hooks.
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of the Dead 7 p.m., Friday, October 26. Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Studio, 411 E. Sycamore St., Denton. $12-$14.
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OK, OK, 12 bucks ain't nothin' to sneeze at, but Trail of the Dead is a must-see for those who have not had the odd pleasure of catching them live. The Austin group is known for onstage shenanigans such as being general assholes and breaking shit, but they also churn out some of the most beautiful postmodern rock bombast known to man. -- Jonanna Widner