WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 8 Eagles of Death Metal: most decent journo-rock band since the Dictators? Yeah, sure, or same sense of humor anyway, and same affection for Little Richard—man, I accidentally broached a thesis. Give them an hour and they'll destroy your House of Blues. With Joan Jett for adult supervision!
THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 9
Rappers skating isn't weird to anyone who spent a summer in LA (and/or heard a Murs record) and it's a lot better than skaters rapping—Muskabeats, what a sinker—but Lupe Fiasco is a smart guy who used that little bit of national "huh, what?" to shove a solid record into the hundred thousands. Savvy with good strategy—at the Galaxy, where Kanye West played a time or two, too.
PLUS: Kid Congo flappin' with his Pink Monkey Birds at Detroit; sun and fun with Sir Richard Bishop and Tara Jane ONeil at a rare Koo's show; Ray Parker Jr.is too cold to hold at the Vault.