By On the occasion of our 20th anniversary
By Gustavo Arellano
By R. Scott Moxley
By Alfonso Delgado
By Courtney Hamilton
By Joel Beers
By Peter Maguire
By Charles Lam
The Black Keys got confused with the White Stripes the same way the Dogs got confused with MC5 or Carrie Underwood got confused with Kelly Clarkson: similar silhouette, similar sound, and so there's room enough in this iPod for only one two-piece blues-rocker band from the Midwest, y'hear? Too bad for all those armchair scumbags who skipped the A section (A-Frames) and B section to go straight to the Ws because Black Keys are good honest Midwest shit-rock, with obvious cons from the Sonics et al. to fill out the middle of a two-man band that stood on the shoulders of Dr. Ross so they could touch the face of the High Time MC5. Related: this is probably the only band from ArthurFest that will ever come down to OC. Lavender Diamond and Comets On Fire, we need you now, but where would we put you? Possibly at the Galaxy with these guys.
THURSDAY, SEPT. 22
The Presidents of the United States of America were/are the new Knack, and looking back, well, goddamn good for them. At HOB.
PLUS: Dino Jr openers Alaska! at Detroit!
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