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Hey, at least these guys don't make my ears bleed. (Iran, Santos Party House) More pics below.

Dear Andrew WK, Your Santos Party House is a very nice-looking venue, and you've obviously spared no expense in your lights and sound. But, dude, does it really need to

I don't usually go for rap, but it's the soon-to-close Knitting Factory, and it's festival time, so wtf? Before it gets all crazy, an old timer gets up there and

Holy mother organ: these beasts in Philly's Pattern Is Movement are stirring up a free-form ruckus in the KF Old Office. At one point, it looked like the drummer –

Oh boy, I think it's time to go home. (Pictured: Jay Reatard at Bowery Ballroom, around 1:40 am.)

Back at Bowery Ballroom to see Longwave: a local, Spoon-ish, straight-ahead rock outfit. No beats, no bleeps, nothing but lead, rhythm, bass, drums, vocals. Extremely tight. And they soar. And I

I wander into Arlene's Grocery around 10 and Nashville singer-songwriter Brooke Waggoner is on stage: red hair, virtuosic piano, sweet, delicate voice. With strings and bass, it all sounds very much

Oh boy, Friday's turning out to be a whole other ballgame at CMJ, with Pianos, Cake Shop and Merc Lounge all claiming to be sold out. Excuse me, but where

I've heard a fair amount of buzz about San Diego's The Muslims, so was pleasantly surprised to see them on tonight's opening slot at Bowery Ballroom. An ecstatic wail of