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American Gun

I’m not sure if some sort of memo went out a few years back instructing everyone who ever fancied themselves a punk rocker to ditch the hair product, trade their safety pins for a capo, and start writing earthy, amped-up Americana songs instead. If there was a direct mailing, mine never showed. Regardless, almost every guy with a guitar and an amp who’s tired of leaping about with a fist in the air is now channelling their inner Hank, and following in the footsteps of Social D’s Mike Ness.

This 5-piece Columbia, S.C., side project –with members of Celtic rockers Loch Ness Johnny– fall somewhere between The Bottlerockets and The Refreshments (of King Of The Hill fame – remember them?). Some moments even lean back to middle-period Replacements in their touching abandon. Sat., 10 pm, Murphy’s Law (409 W. Congress St.).

Angels On Acid

This 3-piece electro-industrial metal band says their music sounds like “The fall of human civilization as the spirit passes this earthly realm.” What they meant to say was that it mines the same basic territory as Skinny Puppy, NIN and KMFDM. Their aural assault is based around synth player Michael Banks’ cathartic, melodic screams, “The Omen’s” crushingly abrasive guitar riffs and Jessica Parker’s keyboard work. Everything wraps around a nucleus of pounding, relentless sequenced drumbeats and percussive samples. This dance club’s top floor is bringing in live industrial, goth and techno bands about once a month as part of their “Fetish Night” promotion, and as of now, it’s one of the only places in the area you can catch music of this sort live. With local DJ Analog Kid. Sat., 10 pm, Savannah Down Under.

Dave Desmelik & The Hillbilly Cadavers

This Ga. native’s musical career took off while living in Az.. He has since released several solo albums of contemplative, bluegrass and country-tinged folk that have earned him plenty of accolades from Americana radio (both here and abroad, where he’s charted rather high) and critics alike. He’s gigged with everyone from Robbie Fulks to Patterson Hood, and is now based in Asheville, N.C., and backed by a group whose members have done time in such notable acts as The Sons of Ralph. Fans of the late great Townes Van Zandt and Jim Lauderdale may appreciate the homespun attitude and convivial nature of his acoustic numbers. Fri., 8 pm, The Sentient Bean.

Kylesa, Baroness, Municipal Waste

This is one of the most highly anticipated metal shows of the year to date. Kylesa just added two new drummers and are set to unveil their latest –even harder and more thunderous– sound in advance of tracking their 2nd Prosthetic CD. Baroness is riding a wave of overwhelmingly positive word of mouth and underground press. Their modern hardcore has roots in stoner and doom rock, Swedish metal and plain old-fashioned hard ‘70s prog. Richmond, Va.’s Municipal Waste are throwbacks to the glory days of wicked-fast thrash-core a la DRI, COC and Suicidal Tendencies. While possibly the most technically-oriented band on this bill, they’re also the most lighthearted and tongue-in-cheek. They recently signed with the influential Earache Records. Get there early as this show will likely sell out. Fri., 10 pm, The Jinx.


I can’t get enough of this power –and I do mean power– trio from Charleston, S.C. With a lanky guitar-playing vocalist that’s barely of age (but who can throw down with the best of them), and a rhythm section that employs a massive, old-school Ludwig drumset for maximum impact, everything about these guys is “vintage.” They simply don’t make many bands like this anymore, and for the life of me, I have a hard time figuring out how these guys crawled from the wreckage of that snooty golfball of a town. Remember Humble Pie (of “Thirty Days In The Hole” fame)? Remember the early days of The Who, before Pete T. discovered synthesizers? Remember Rob Tyner and the Motor City Five wailing about “Human Being Lawnmowers?” Well, Leslie’s doing their best to channel the very same maple syrup machismo that coarsed through those icon’s pockmarked veins. They have what it takes to be huge, and I mean nationwide. They’re that bad. Bands this great deserve to be heard and not toil away in obscurity. Give ‘em a hand up. Sat., 10 pm, The Jinx.

Moonshine Still

One of the most impressive of the current crop of full-time touring jam bands from this region of the country, this group is carving out an impressive niche for itself within a crowded genre. Calling their stock-in-trade “Macon music,” is both a catchy handle for an unwieldy mixture of improvisatory rock, funk, blues, soul and bluegrass – and a clever pun that clues potential listeners into the fact that the band hails from one of America’s musical hotbeds, and one specifically known for its proclivity for sonic cross-pollinization. They often fill venues much larger than this. Sat., 10 pm, Locos Deli & Pub (Downtown).