Flatways
Drummers are seriously goofy, I mean look at what they're doing. They try looking serious in hopes no one will grab away their favorite implements, and they'll use anything besides a drumstick so you can't easily know they're drummers. But they are, and having a laugh riot never moreso than when the audience sits rapt and pensive. Of course, they're really insanely good at it too, but still. When there's more than one drummer, the collective noun is "a corps" and that cracks them up too, or rather, it reminds them to cement their deceptive grimmace keeping the plain ridiculousness of it all to themselves. The triumvirate Jordan Glenn, Sudhu Tewari and Matt Robidoux are virtuosi of the grim visage. Don't let them get away with it, come laugh and cheer and point at Flatways inside the Peacock Lounge!
https://www.instagram.com/p/DHL1OeBp3Ox/
Jean Carla Rodea
Mysteries can draw you in, this is more than a mystery. Rodea's music is a summoning. Either you make like Odysseus and plug up your ears or abandon yourself to a far better fate among her waves. Sound can captivate, this is more than sound. Narration, song, and clear purposeful action situate her music closer to a myth-action not so much ritual as an actualization, an interaction with time, matter, space and whatever this wet electric stuff binding sleep and wakefulness might be.
https://www.jeancarlarodea.com/
Human Deselection & Realization Nature Group
Beast, glove, and misunderstanding, raised awareness for a razed world. Let that stoned-stereo bumblebee from Ummagumma finally sting you. Quit swatting and ducking, it's time to hurt, swell up, rise with the oceans, gyre together with the blessed forsaken, preterites all. Anthony A. Russell and Michael Goldwater are tone scientists the likes of whom Socrates gladly beer-bonged his hemlock, never guiding, but nudging your ears astray.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUbA7_EbZTY
Sterile Garden
The banal and sublime collide with entropic abandon, ploughed deep by the mindful hands of Jacob DeRaadt, stalwart craftsman of industrial aesthetics and musique concrète. Constructing antimusical and musical sounds around film by manner of crude tape manipulation, intense cut-up, and harsh noise. Coming all the way from Arcata for this rare live performance, it's up to you to cross the final mile now. Bring your deadest hopes to plant inside the Peacock Lounge, then listen close.
https://sterilegarden.bandcamp.com/
Cost: $5-$15 notaflof