Later, join Chicago house-master Mark Farina for a Deep Compression party at Circle Lounge with local DJs Jluvv, Frankie Wilde and Jesse Walker.
Meat Puppets will make their triumphant return to Utah tonight at Urban Lounge with openers Dead Confederate. Ryan Bradford caught up with the band their last time around. You can read his interview here.
Or, head to In the Venue for your choice of Flogging Molly or Sea Wolf/Port O'Brien. The former band's Float picks up where their past releases left off, with a lively blend of traditional and contemporary foot-stomping, heart-soaring Irish-punk jams. Recorded in Omaha with Mike Mogis (Monsters of Folk), Sea Wolf's new White Water, White Bloom continues frontman Alex Brown Church's love affair with words and storytelling, the art of which he has down pat. Lush lyrical content paired with a kaleidoscope arrangement of air/pump organ and acoustic/electric guitar make for an album as satisfying as a good read.
Tomorrow, spend the afternoon with Eden's Watchtower Records. The local record label will hold its annual Music to Clean Your Ear's Out outdoor concert to benefit the Utah Food Bank. The event, featuring performances by DulceSky, Menlo, Iberis, Emily Allen, Michelle Vreeland, Theta Naught, Patsy Ohio, Elemental and Born to Ride, along with bellydancers The Skirts and Shahravar, is free, but attendees are encouraged to donate food and clothing. Sage’s Cafe, Vertical Diner and Nobrow Coffee will be on hand to help offset more temporary hunger pains. Gallivan Center, 239 S. Main, 2 p.m. All-ages. Info: EWRecs.com
Sunday, hit up the Perez Hilton-curated tour featuring Ladyhawke, Natalie Portman’s Shaved Head, Sliimy and a band that played Rachael Ray’s shindig at South by Southwest this past March:If you’ve never heard of Semi-Precious Weapons, imagine a cross between David Bowie, RuPaul and Johnny Rotten—that nearly describes the New York band’s street-tough diva singer whose shiny gold stiletto boots and skintight striped leggings only begin to capture his outrageous personality. The other members were no slouches, either, the bassist slamming his instrument against his head, slamming his body into the brick wall, jumping onto the railing, flirting with the female audience members and generally just freaking out (in a good way). It was a performance almost as manic as a Monotonix gig. See if they can recapture the magic, tonight. In the Venue, 579 W. 200 South, 6 p.m. All-ages. Tickets: 24Tix. com