Where Do I Go Now?

Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'n' Roll From Here

March 7
Knitting Factory, 74 Leonard Street, 212-219-3006

If the club scene in 25th Hour sucked you in, it was due less to camera movement than "Cavern," whose stabs and throbs boomed through the blood-ochre gel light. Minimal Mo Wax chemists Liquid Liquid haven't reconvened live since their Orwellian split-up year, 1984. Now they team up for some whole-shack shimmy with their electro-hipster progeny Out Hud, whose gleefully instrumental mix is equal parts bloop-funk and the Fixx. Come out and claim your lost edge. (Sinagra)

Zoinks!: a Shaggy-haired Jesse Malin
photo: Statia Molewski
Zoinks!: a Shaggy-haired Jesse Malin

March 7 and 8
Irving Plaza, 17 Irving Place, 212-777-6800

Dark, post-punkish Interpol provided Gotham's most appropriate mood music this angsty past year. But we've been seeing quite a bit of them, hence the brilliant bill idea to goose their edgy ennui with some sunnier Scandy rev-rock. Riding on the buzz of their pep-pilled eight-song Whip It On, Danish darlings Sune Rose Wagner and Sharin Foo of the Raveonettes do "rock's-back" riffs like champs, and trash-canny rants like madmen in your attic. (Sinagra)

SUM 41
March 8
Roseland, 239 West 52nd Street, 212-777-6800

If you haven't seen the video for this Canadian foursome's effervescent pop-metal single "Still Waiting" yet, you suck. In the clip, an ad exec advises the band to go garage, tossing them cigarettes and suggesting a new name: the Sums. With Blink-182 diverted by fresher side projects, Green Day irrevocably matured, and Good Charlotte being shitty, we'd be better off with more slapstick slickness like Sum 41's. May I suggest Burning Brides 86? (Catucci)

March 13
Nassau Coliseum, 1255 Hempstead Turnpike, 516-794-9300

Somebody's gotta tell her she doesn't have to make that bratty, throat-culture, I-scream-U-scream face in every picture. But she just wants us to know that she's complicated, too—a spunky, pop-shuv-it vampire slayer with pro tunes, an Airwalk soul, and a rock 'n' roll heart. She's state-of-the-art A.I. real. More Girl Scout "Oops, Oh My" than "Oops I Did It Again," but, of course, we're all just hoping she does it again. (Sinagra)

March 21
Radio City Music Hall, 1260 Sixth Avenue, 212-247-4777

It was supposed to be funny, but that Celine Dion-Sigur Rós mash-up was honestly one of the most beautiful recombinant moments of the past year. All cold water and ice chunks and empty life preservers. (Funny how meditation on the coldest expanses makes such a popular accompaniment to a nice warm bath.) Anyway, these gigs are as dreamy, onomatopoeic, and whale-noisy as you'd expect. Day of show: Avoid tryptophan, bring a date, and contemplate loneliness together. (Sinagra)

March 21 and 22
Irving Plaza, 17 Irving Place, 212-777-6800

Will the third time be as charming as the first? Probably not, but when they last attempted to recapture that classic mind-meld—almost a decade ago, believe it or not—these Stratocaster sages not only blew off the cobwebs, but they blew away just about every six-string slinger to've emerged in the interim. There's never been any doubt that Verlaine, Lloyd, et al., would maintain their chops, but the degree to which they've preserved the without-a-net sense of danger—as well as the can-you-top-this gamesmanship—is truly a joy to behold. (Sprague)

March 23
Bowery Ballroom, 6 Delancey Street, 212-533-2111
March 24
North Six, 66 North 6th Street, Brooklyn, 718-599-5103

A must for fans of quirky, brainy pop—hovercraft guitar and suave vocals that simultaneously rock and soothe, administered by two of San Diego's underground rock masters, Rob Lowe (Thingy, Optiganally Yours, Heavy Vegetable) and Armistead Burwell Smith IV (Three Mile Pilot). They're about to unleash two EPs (one for NYC's Ace-Fu Records and one for San Francisco's Absolutely Kosher Records), and a much anticipated full length on Touch & Go. Their live show is impeccable; increasingly sold-out shows are a testimony. After the T&G release the sky's the limit. (Bosler)

March 28
Knitting Factory, 74 Leonard Street, 212-219-3006
March 29
North Six, 66 North 6th Street, Brooklyn, 718-599-5103

The weird thing about Sacramento instrumental guitar-and-drums duo Hella is that they aren't annoying as fuck. This many lightning-quick guitar notes and spastic, shuffling drumbeats should translate into something insufferably twee and wanky, and yet instead their music, suffused with an ethereal, edgy urgency, is beautiful. With the very '60s-sounding lilting pop of Aisler's Set and the quirky, eclectic Quails. (Rosen)

April 1 and 2
Bowery Ballroom, 6 Delancey Street, 212-533-2111
April 3 and 4
Warsaw, 261 Driggs Avenue, Brooklyn, 718-387-5252

Yanqui U.X.O. has been getting panned as being formulaic, meandering, and unclimactic. Fans since the beginning may find some truth there, but there's nothing unclimactic about their live show: visceral, haunting, cathartic, apocalyptic, hopeful . . . Casper Brotzman meets Kronos Quartet meets Tortoise. And fuck the critics! Anyone who uses the entire back cover of their CD to diagram the big-business connections between AOL/Time Warner, Lockheed-Martin, Sony, the U.S. Army, etc., gets kudos in my book. All the more juicy that these shows are paired with NYC noise-rock shoguns Black Dice. (Bosler)

April 4 and 5
Knitting Factory, 74 Leonard Street, 212-219-3006

These Munich sprocketers have made unique muzik since the mid '90s, when they were covering Robert Palmer's Gary Numan tributes while mixing Metallica and Pavement into gargantuan math-metal. Once the foursome calmed down and embraced techno-glitch, quietness-fetishizing Web critics deemed their import-till-now Neon Golden a cult classic. They're hardly the new Can, but "Pick Up the Phone" is as sad a song as you'll ever hear. And they have the prettiest Kraut accents on the planet. (Eddy)

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