Under Acme is the kind of club most likely to feature your friend's younger brother's college band. The lighting is low; the tendency to jam is high. Shaggy boys in quintets named Smokin Buddha or Gravity Galaxy hunch over their instruments and fill the room with muddy guitar rock. So on a recent Thursday night, everyone's taken aback when Lava Baby—three girls in crop tops and two guys, one in white baggy pants with a white furry Kangol cap—bounce onto the stage. They play Arlene Grocery this... More >>>