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Week in Music: Shine on You Crazy Wolf Bands, Dance Party for Human Furniture, and More

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Saturday April 22, 8 pm at Brooklyn Bazaar: $13

Wow, what a whirlwind couple of years these must have been for Wolf Eyes– and this #blessed bestowance is well deserved for the band, which started out making noise, then moved toward not-noise-at-all noise that really was noise, until they transcended noise altogether. The comeuppance has meant, among other things, a new record label to call their own, a music festival in their honor (Trip Metal Fest will be back this year for a second go-round), a stream of sold-out shows in places that are just slightly above the underground and well beyond the borders of Metro Detroit, and now Undertow, a new album hot on the pup paws of 2015’s I Am A Problem: Mind In Pieces. 

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4 Good Shows to See This Week

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Wolf Eyes: Trip Metal Residency
Thursday February 4 through Saturday February 6 at Union Pool: $12 – $14 
Vape with the dirty dogs and witness half of Detroit’s noise music scene take over Brooklyn this weekend. The Poppa Bear old timers of Wolf Eyes will lead their little pack of trip metal prodigy puppies– all of whom you’re guaranteed only to have heard from if you lurk around shows in Detroit occasionally, or can claim at least a few drunken years of crashing/ trolling, pissing on pool tables at co-ed parties in Ann Arbor. Or maybe you just read the internet a lot. Who knows? Let’s go with internet underground music dweeb, that way everyone’s invited. More →

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Week in Shows: Ultimate Trolls Unleash the Beast and Coke Weed Nod to Freeing the Innocent

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Wolf Eyes (Photo via Ad Hoc)

It’s the first week to get back out there and prove you’re an actual human being, not a ghost or a witch or even Sexy Donald Trump. Take off your mask and get back into the swing of things with two record release shows, a band of metal dads, and enough Trip Metal to make you quit Instagram forever. Find your trip outta here below.

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Know Wolf Eyes From Lazyeyes Lest You Get Stink Eye

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Bands Apart is a new weekly column wherein we outline the sometimes vast differences between bands with not-so-different names. Soak up this super important knowledge and we guarantee you’ll impress your friends, bore your mother, and alienate your dog. Up this week: Lazyeyes versus Wolf Eyes.
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Wolf Eyes, Blazer Sound System

The last time we saw Wolf Eyes it was in the cavernous depths of 285 Kent when the place was in the midst of its death rattles. It was the perfect environs for the Michigan-born death noise band, as cold, dark, and dank as a Detroit warehouse party, the natural habitat for this particular brand of Trip Metal (TM). It’s hard to picture how we’re going to grapple with the heaping portion of sensory dissonance that is a Wolf Eyes show happening at North Brooklyn’s most notorious meat market. As part of its backyard Summer Thunder series, Union Pool will provide the backdrop for a sunny afternoon replete with punishing noise. But wait, perhaps we’ve mentioned this before, but we’ll say it again — nay, we’ll sing it to the heavens: this show is free as hell. Meaning you’d be a dummy to spend your Saturday sleeping in and risk getting trapped in the refrigerator section of the meat market, if you catch our drift.

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Trip Metal Inzane All-Starz, Dogleather, Couch Slut Concert

If for some reason you can’t get out of bed Saturday afternoon, we have reason to believe that mysterious headliners Trip Metal Inzane All-Starz, playing at Aviv on Saturday night, are in fact Wolf Eyes under cover of darkness. So if you trust us on this one, maybe you’ll get to see Wolf Eyes play in a more genre appropriate setting. And hey, you won’t have to risk finding yourself on the meat market’s chopping block, so to speak, if you choose DIY venue over bar show.

Also, if Aviv is your poison of choice, you’ll be treated to the moonlight sonatas of metalic noise-rock outfit Couch SlutWe’re fans enough of female-fronted scream noise, but Dog Leather warrants more than a nod of the head. This fancy combo, a rare blend of DJ Dog Dick and Sewn Leather, amps out some seriously anxiety-inducing noise, dripping with enough horror film sound effects to keep us staring into space for days.

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Shows: Trip Metal Metastasizing and Sweaty Dance Party in a Bathtub

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Here’s to hoping you took this past weekend to cram your butt, beach umbrellas, and coolers full of malt liquor onto the A train, also known as the Express Train to Beach Salvation. Lord knows nearly all of Brooklyn decided this was the way to go. I’ve got the bite marks to prove it. If you didn’t get your Rockaway kicks in along with the rest of us, chances are you’re gonna miss out big time on a weekend of epic gigs on the horizon. Trust us, this is the time to play hooky, because how else are you possibly going to realize your Best Summer Ever without skipping out on your earthly responsibilities? You’ve really dug yourself a hole, haven’t you? Here are the shows happening this week that’ll get you out of it.

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Shows: Slackgaze Sounds and Welcoming The Return of Urine Soaked Pants

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I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling like I’ve come down with a fever of sorts– SPRING FEVER that is. But truly, there’s something in the air as the seasons change. Remember that first warm weekend back in April? The really violent one? Well, according to some studies violent crime is more common in the summer months, meaning as the temperature boils, so do tempers. Strange, coz we’re feeling nothing but bliss right now. At one point all this hullabaloo about “the L train set” packing up and leaving to live under the sunny skies of LA might have made us feel left out. Hell, if I’d read such slander back when I was still hoofing it through the graffitied garbage-snow, perhaps I too would have resorted to green-eyed violence. But now that it’s beautiful out, I can scoff at all those stylists, tattooers, and Jemima Kirke wannabes who moved to LA LA Land because no matter what the Times says, in terms of culture, we still got it. Right kids? Our weekly show report is proof of that if nothing else.

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