A new school of garage bands is springing up nationwide. The flourishing DYI scene in Oxford, Mississippi has brought us the Bass Drum of Death. Austins home to the sublime Harlem and Woven Bones. San Francisco has masked, avant-freak Nobunny. And Miami can now boast the Jacuzzi Boys, who may look like electro-clash, hipsters tots, but sound like the bastard grandchildren of Roky Erikson. Keeping it low-fi, with cheeky lyrics, winks to surf music and Nirvana alike, and an ear for a danceable grooves that suggest one or more of them have been party DJs, Jacuzzi Boys distinguish themselves as one of the hotter bands to watch this year. With Coconut Coolouts, Indian Wars, Butts. MACHELL DUMA LAVASSAR
Wed., May 26, 9:30 p.m., 2010
