Fucked Up's newest album, Glass Boys, is a long way from the Wipers/Jawbreaker alien-core they've done before. Vocalist Damien Abraham still has that wrecked, Schwarzenbach-via-'82-Rollins roar of a voice — but now it's chopping through some quintessential Amerindie guitar rock à la Dinosaur Jr. or Hüsker Dü's Warehouse era instead. Which means lots of little touches in everything from lyrics to production, and lots of depth beneath the din. There's always something interesting going on with this band, who seem to be trying to hold on to hardcore even as they're trying to push past it in their own particular way. As the SSD song once asked: “How much art can you take?” With Long Beach's cheerfully troubled power-pop punkers Tijuana Panthers, riding on their new Wayne Interest, likely their best album yet.

Thu., Aug. 21, 9 p.m., 2014
(Expired: 08/21/14)

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