Autolux at El Rey Theatre
L.A.’s Autolux play densely arty guitar rock that sounds like what you might hear in a bar scene in a futuristic movie version of a Cormac McCarthy novel — brutal but seductive, cold-eyed yet full of feeling. (I’m not strictly imagining here: The Coen Brothers released the band’s 2004 debut, Future Perfect, through DMZ Records, their Sony Music imprint with T Bone Burnett.) Autolux haven’t gotten around to releasing Future Perfect’s follow-up yet, at least in part because the band’s members keep doing other stuff; Carla Azar, for instance, played drums on Polly Jean Harvey and John Parish’s recent A Woman a Man Walked By. According to the band, the disc is done, is titled Transit Transit and will be released in January on a yet-to-be-announced label. This show comes near the end of a month-long U.S. tour; reports from the road promise a preview of new material. (Mikael Wood)
Brodinski, The Shoes, Poney Poney at the Henry Fonda Theater
The French cities of Lille and Reims are far more suburban, sprawling and industrial than the seemingly Bell jar-encased, museum quality of Paris’ urban environment. The music that comes from those Northern cities emanates a different quality as well, and, in terms of dance and electronica, it’s an approach that’s almost hyperactive and adolescent when it thumbs its nose at Paris style. So Francophiles looking for some chic dance-pop akin to Air or Phoenix tonight might be disappointed to hear France’s snot-nosed, bad boy DJs Brodinski and the Shoes with their sweaty concoctions of equal parts pure thumping disco and relentless ass-busting house. Brodinski has mixed it up with the likes of Soul Wax and Tiga, and has remixed everybody from the Klaxons to Das Pop. The Shoes spin a pop rendition more like dance kings Justice and slur on and on about cigarettes, cocaine and fast food. The only true band here, Poney Poney (a.k.a. Jamaica) — who happen to be produced by Xavier de Rosnay of Justice — throw down an infectious co-mingling of noisy new-wave and thundering dance rock on real instruments, including actual drums. (Wendy Gilmartin)
Also playing Friday:
DJ QUIK at House of Blues; BON IVER at the Wiltern; PORTUGAL THE MAN at the Troubadour; AHMAD JAMAL at the Nate Holden Performance Arts Center; JOGGER, JOHN RUF & THE TUFFINGTONS at the Bootleg Theater; MANIC STREET PREACHERS, NICO VEGA at Avalon; OM, LICHENS at the Echoplex; PAULINA RUBIO at Nokia Theatre; PITBULL at Club Nokia; RODRIGO Y GABRIELA at the Orpheum; TELEFON TEL AVIV, THE RACE at Spaceland; RAIN MACHINE at the Echo; AL JARREAU, BRIAN McKNIGHT, DAVID BENOIT, JAMES TORME at the Greek Theatre; JON BRION at Largo at the Coronet; PROTECT ME, SHARK TOYS, WOAH HUNX, PEARL HARBOUR at the Smell; IRIS DEMENT at McCabe’s.
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 26
Rain Machine at the Getty Center
With the manically brilliant Brooklyn band TV on the Radio taking a yearlong hiatus, which officially started earlier this month, singer-guitarist Kyp Malone gets a chance to wave his own freak flag high. He’s got a new solo project, Rain Machine, with a self-titled CD that was just released on Anti- Records. He designed the cover art and played all of the instruments on the record, which ranges from the fuzzy punk-funk of “Give Blood” to the ethereal Americana of “Driftwood Heart,” where assorted stringed instruments and keyboards culminate in a wonderfully trippy coda. Surreal lyrics and shimmering coils of guitars float through the spaced-out ballads “New Last Name” and “Desperate Bitch” like an inspired pairing of Prince and the Clean. At times, Malone’s double-tracked vocals can get a bit claustrophobic, but his nonstop flow of ideas and inventive arrangements are nonetheless impressive. Also at the Echo, Fri. (Falling James)
Cotton Jones at Spaceland
Cotton Jones have a sound that’s as simple and folksy as their name. Of course, things are never quite as simple as they might seem. The Cumberland, Maryland, duo of Michael Nau and Whitney McGraw started out as the Cotton Jones Basket Ride, a spinoff of Nau’s indie-folk group Page France, but now they’re his full-time project. And while Cotton Jones’ new full-length record, Paranoid Cocoon (Suicide Squeeze Records), has its straightforward down-home moments, such as the acoustic interlude “By Morning Light,” with its lulling strings, sleigh bells and whistling, it also has a few surprises. “Some Strange Rain” evokes its title via watery pings of guitar and Nau and McGraw’s weave of laid-back harmonies. “I was floating around in a sea of sound,” they chant on the urgently groovy ’60s soul-pop lament “Gotta Cheer Up,” which, indeed, floats around quite nicely in a sea of sound. (Falling James)
Also playing Saturday:
ALTER EGO, MISS KITTIN at Avalon; STAN RIDGWAY, DOUG PAISLEY at McCabe’s; THE DEADLY SYNDROME, ESKIMO HUNTER, THE POLYAMOROUS AFFAIR at El Rey Theatre; SOJA, JOHN BROWN’S BODY at the Key Club; TWO YEARS BEFORE THE MAST, OF THE HORIZON at the Bootleg Theater; SUGAR RAY at House of Blues; COMMON, THE ROOTS, DE LA SOUL, NAS, LUDACRIS at the Palladium.