Vampire Weekend, with Beach House, Dum Dum Girls. Marymoor Park, 6046 W. Lake Sammamish Pkwy. N.E., Redmond, 205-3661. 6 p.m. $47.50. All ages. At first glance, it might seem like Beach House and the Dum Dum Girls are the biggest beneficiaries in this lineup – opening a summer tour for arguably the hottest band in pop music certainly won’t hurt their fanbases. But it’s also a smart move for Vampire Weekend – booking two of Sub Pop’s hippest, cred-proof acts ensures that some of the indie snobs who lost interest in Vampire Weekend after a Jonas brother appeared in one of their music videos will actually show up and maybe even stay for their headlining set and enjoy some of their sunny and innocuous jams, kind of like they ended up doing at the band’s killer Sasquatch set this year. Either way, it’s a win-win for everyone involved and a rockin’ way to close out the summer. ERIN K. THOMPSOND. Black and B. Brown, with Cancer Rising, Jerm Eye, SK. Neumos, 925 E. Pike St., 709-9467. 9 p.m. $7. Just a few months ago I asked D. Black what the future held. His response: “I don’t think there is a future for D. Black, at least not this one.” And while the Sportn’ Life artist doesn’t advocate hip-hop as the only means of salvation, it certainly explains the dramatic transformation from gangsta-steeped 2007 release The Cause and Effect to his uplifting 2009 follow-up Ali’Yah–not to mention an inability to put down the mic, despite his promises. Socially conscious with a razor-sharp edge, Black’s new material–the occasion for the celebration, a free EP collaboration with producer B. Brown titled The Blackest Brown–is all about living with a new mindset and making the world better for his little girl. Damian, threaten to quit all you want, but we won’t let you–and we’re glad you won’t let yourself. NICK FELDMANClick here to download D. Black’s “Keep On Going” feat. Vitamin DZZ Top. Snoqualmie Casino, 37500 SE North Bend Way, Snoqualmie, 425-888-1234. 6 p.m. $55-$125. There’s a whole sect of music fans that believe the only ZZ Top worth listening to came before their 1983 breakthrough, Eliminator. There’s some validity to the old-school notion that before they found their, ahem, commercial “Legs,” albums like Tejas and Tres Hombres contained songs with more rough edges and thoughtful composition. However, I posit that Eliminator has its slick merits, if for no other reason that “TV Dinners” may be the most bizarrely under-utilized stripper anthem of all-time. The subsequent buzz-kill of Afterburner is a bit less defensible, though we should all be grateful that it gave them excuses to continue making videos featuring hot chicks wearing anklet socks. HANNAH LEVIN