Wednesday, April 22

DASWASUP Gig presents a veritable Epcot Center of shred that might as well be called “Tastes of Punk from Around the World.” Youth Avoiders, the headliner, is a little melodic, a little mathy, a little raucous, and very French—Parisian, no less. So unless you parlez vous, you’ll just have to imagine what the lyrics mean in your head—but let’s face it, you’d never understand them at the music’s vociferous velocity anyway. Also: Oi garagers Dry Heaves out of Sheffield, UK; Austria’s own Catholic Guilt; and Seattle’s Bad Future and New Gods. Narwhal, 1118 E. Pike St., 325-6492, unicornseattle.com. 9 p.m. $8. 21 and up. WARREN LANGFORD

Fifteen years after Polaris was formed specifically as the house band for Nickelodeon’s The Adventures of Pete & Pete, the once-fake indie band decided to embark on its first-ever tour last year. Its only album to date is Music From the Adventures of Pete & Pete, comprising the 12 songs the band was commissioned to record for the show. Upon announcing this tour, the band also released a cassingle with two new songs, “Great Big Happy Green Moonface” and “Baby Tae Kwon Do.” Now if only the beloved Gilmore Girls fictional band Hep Alien would take themselves seriously. With Scarves, Cotillon. The Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave., 441-4618, thecrocodile.com. 8 p.m. $18 adv. All Ages. DIANA M. LE

Thursday, April 23

You may not have heard of Mac DeMarco if you’re not a chain-smoking hipster, but he is our Goblin King. His dirrrty appearance, creepy demeanor, and penchant for nudity all seem to add to his overall sexiness. Call his guitar-based tunes slacker rock, jangle pop, or “jizz jazz,” as the Mac himself calls them. This silly billy keeps it loosey-goosey (some may call it lewd or raunchy) at his live shows. (I myself am still trying to get tickets to this sold-out show. So, um, if you have any, e-mail me!) With Dinner. The Neptune, 1303 N.E. 45th St., 682-1414, stgpresents.org. 7 p.m. SOLD OUT. All ages. DML

Eye of Nix features lots of witchy/operatic vocals summoning Lord knows what—and on top of all that, my fellow druids and druidettes, you’re going to get a healthy globbing of thick sludge metal. Peel away from Street Fighter II, roll your eyes back in your head, and stomp to the front, ’cause this is one of those shows The Highline was built for. Let’s just hope they don’t open a hellmouth to Beelzebub’s inner chamber. I’m equally worried that metal of this caliber will collapse the stage area into a pile of expired edible panties/poppers left behind in the now-vacant Castle Superstore below. Are edible panties vegan? With Sioux City Pete and the Beggars, Countdown to Armageddon, the Witches Titties. The Highline, 210 Broadway Ave. E., 328-7837, highlineseattle.com. 7 p.m. 21 and up. WL

Friday, April 24

One could argue that any music could be considered stoner rock, but for WEEED, it’s deeply a part of the band’s identity and ethos. Last year the band released Feng Shui Capital of the World, its first album since adding an extra “e” to its name in an attempt to lessen the confusion with Vancouver band Weed. The boys of WEEED recently announced they’ve signed with Illuminasty Records, who will release their double vinyl LP, Our Guru Brings Us to the Black Master Sabbath (m/) this summer. I’ll sign off this blurb the way the boys do on their social-media accounts: “Big ups and fat dubs.” With Shana Falana, Black Nite Crash. The Rendezvous, 2322 Second Ave., 441-5823, jewelboxtheater.com. 9:30 p.m. $6. 21 and over. DML

Bubbly and nutrasweet, Hibou is like a jacuzzi full of Fruitopia. Freshly signed to Barsuk Records, the band’s tracks sound as though they were recorded on a marshmallow cloud in Kirby’s Dreamland. There’s a certain super-cute, eyelash-batting aspect to the tuneage that at times comes across a little strained, but hey, I like it! Keeps my toes tapping, even if it gives my dimples dimples. Just be careful: I think any more than an hour of this and you might find yourself waking from a diabetic coma three days later with pigtails and a mouth full of cavities. With Snuff Redux, Spirit Award. Cairo, 507 E. Mercer St., templeofcairo.com. 8 p.m. $7. All ages. WL

Saturday, April 25

If you are an aspiring wizard or witch, some of Seattle’s finest esoteric elders are turning the Good Shepherd Center into a magickal mecca tonight. Garek Jon Druss, the local synth-droner extraordinaire who bases his compositions on encrypted geometric drawings and has written music in specific pitches he believes “heals DNA,” will perform an original piece designed for “interior spaces,” which should sound amazing in a reverberant ex-chapel. Following him will be a lecture by Ouroboros Press publisher William Kiesel, founder of Seattle’s increasingly popular Esoteric Book Conference, who will speak on “Hermetic Enigmas in his presentation on the Language of the Birds,” which, from what I can gather, is a mystical language believed by occultists throughout time to be spoken by birds— and understandable only by “the initiated.” CAW-CAW (translation: Sign me up because this sounds amazing). Chapel Performance Space, 4649 Sunnyside Ave. N., chapelspace.blogspot.com. 7:30 p.m. $10. All ages. KELTON SEARS

Sunday, April 26

It’s hard to tell if Full Toilet is genius or a joke. Its songs are comically short, the A-side of its 7” LP coming in at barely over four minutes. Our former Gwendolyn Elliott called it a “primordial, sludge-filled honey bucket churning with irreverent ramblings and blunt punk angst.” With zero Internet presence, Full Toilet keeps it totally punk rock. (Even Parquet Courts has a community Facebook page that someone set up for them.) I’d like to see whether the band can even come close to filling a 10-minute set. With Gazebos, Levels, Damage Bouquet. Chop Suey, 1325 E. Madison St., 324-8005, chopsuey.com. 3 p.m. $5. 21 and over. DML

Monday, April 27

Vomitface . . . huh, reminds me of something familiar, can’t put my fing . . . WAIT! Is this grunge? Let’s dust off the old checklist. Quiet-before-the-storm song structure? Check! From Seattle? Nope, says right here: New York City. No, Vomitface, you’re not grunge. However, like myself, you may have delusions of grungeurR. Either way, these tracks definitely got that Kurt bleach on them. With So Pitted. The Vera Project, Seattle Center, 956-8372, thevera
project.org. $8. 7 p.m. All ages. WL

Tuesday, April 28

Legend has it that when Lightning Bolt played No Space (now Cairo) in 2003, they set up in the middle of the steep section of Summit Avenue out front while a writhing mosh-mob all but engulfed them. Police came and calmly observed; everything was cool, yet no face was left unmelted by their signature staccato berserker. To this day, I’m still aghast at how two men can produce such a stampeding barrage of calamity. It’s akin to watching a fireworks factory combust. Sadly, I bet Neumos makes them play on the stage again—which will be a shame, but still totally worth it. With Liturgy. Neumos. 925 E. Pike St., 709-9442, neumos.com. 8 p.m. $15. All ages. WL

It only could have been fate that brought us the rocking two-piece Pony Time. Luke Beetham (bass) and Stacy Peck (drums) met in 2009 moving a stereo for a mutual friend. “I saw that Stacy had a strong back, so I was, like, why not offer her a job?” (Beetham owns an electric repair shop). The two became roommates and naturally asked themselves “Why not play music together?” They accidentally became Pony Time. And the rest was disco/garage-rock history. With The Ghost Ease, Mommy Long Legs. The Highline, 210 Broadway E., 328-7837, highlineseattle.net. 9:30. $7 p.m. 21 and over. DML