Hollywood’s Black Veil Brides not only drop albums with a frequency rare in rock music (Black Veil Brides IV, released this week, is their fourth since 2010), but somehow manage to radically reinvent themselves, musically and visually, with each one. Once wing-haired Warped Tour kids in hoodies, they’ve morphed into mascara’d metalcore wagon-jumpers, and, more recently, into full-blown arena-ready glamsters, replete with twin-guitar harmonizing, ludicrous cymbal arrays, and reverse-engineered Mötley Crüe wardrobes. Now going toe to toe with former tourmates Avenged Sevenfold for anthemic world domination, BVB — who retain only one original member in perpetually hoarse frontman Andy Biersack — prove that heavy metal can thrive in the short-attention-span smartphone era if it, too, is easily distracted.

Sat., Nov. 1, 5 p.m., 2014
(Expired: 11/01/14)

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