Details: Sunday 6 p.m. The Palladium, 253 Fifth Ave. N, St. Petersburg. $22.50-29.50. (727) 822-3590.
Remember the hook from Beyoncé's hit song Halo? Good. Now imagine a collaboration between the guy who wrote that tune (Emanuel Kiriakou) and a quintet of tween Disney darlings and Glee cast members. That product is real, and it's called R5, a family band fronted by Disney star Ross Lynch, right (Google "Austin Moon" if you don't have children), that will play an early show at the Palladium in support of a new EP, Loud. The four songs are about as innocent as fresh cotton candy at a church carnival, but cuts like Fallin' for You and Here Comes Forever possess a certain pop prowess and power.
New World Brewery 18th Birthday Party
With Swimm, Florida Kilos, Hovering Humanoids
Details: Friday 9 p.m. New World Brewery, 1313 E Eighth Ave., Ybor City. $7. (813) 248-4969.
It's hard to believe, but that little biergarten on the western end of Ybor City has been around for almost two decades. The spot — with its artisan pizza and salacious barbecue — is a veritable oasis amid the noise and subwoofers of Seventh Avenue and has spent the past 18 years establishing a reputation for hosting some of the best up-and-coming bands that the world has to offer (My Morning Jacket played there in 2002). They continue the tradition on Friday by pairing their wellspring of craft beer with a Floridian-flavored bill featuring pysch-rockers Swimm (formerly known as Le Blorr) plus two of Tampa's own: yacht rock trio Florida Kilos and prog-punks Hovering Humanoids.
Details: Saturday 9 p.m. St. Petersburg Nights, 6800 Sunset Way, St. Pete Beach. $15-$20. (727) 363-3832.
Okay, try to fully comprehend this: On Saturday, a Russian surf-rock band that originated in Venice Beach, Calif., is bringing its 64-date world tour to a little corner of St. Pete Beach. The venue is St. Petersburg Nights, a fabled, 150-seat restaurant where the front door acts as a passage to the Eastern Bloc, and the smell of Siberian-style chicken livers, Ukranian pierogi (handcrafted dumplings filled with potato and onion) and kharcho (clove-laden lamb, rice, and veggie soup) fills the air. Red Elvises marry their affection for Russia with a deep appreciation for rockabilly, lounge and off-the-rocker lyrics about that often refer to sex, drugs, and even drinking with Jesus. They'll be back to play Tampa's Skipper's Smokehouse on April 27, but you'll be kicking yourself if you miss this particular experience.
The Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band
With Juliet Simms (right), Win Win Winter, the Gita and more.
Details: Saturday 4 p.m. The Ritz Ybor, 1503 E Seventh Ave., Ybor City. $10-15. (813) 247-2555.
The Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band canceled its April 19 show at Local 662 in St. Petersburg, but it turns out the band rescheduled to play in Tampa the very next day. The occasion is the 25th anniversary of Tampa's alternative weekly Creative Loafing, and the Indiana-based three-piece — which use century-old guitars, washboard and a rudimentary drum kit (think 5-gallon buckets) to create rowdy, country blues — will be flanked by more than a dozen local talents, including Automatic Loveletter's Juliet Simms (who in 2012 placed second on NBC's The Voice) as well as Win Win Winter and the Gita, who have reunited specifically for this gig.
With Todd May
Details: Sunday 9 p.m. The Hub, 519 N Franklin St., Tampa. Free. (813) 229-1553.
The open road has seen and swallowed its fair share of artists searching for songs and people to play them to. Shane Sweeney and Todd May can rightly say that they've conquered that behemoth. Their joint 2012 campaign was so well-received that the duo (who play in Two Cow Garage and Mooncusser, respectively) are doing it again and hitting Tampa's most famous dive to deliver round after round of down-in-the-dumps, staring-into-the-bottom-of-an-empty-rocks-glass country music. Songs like Why Don't You Come Out Lately from May's Rickenbacker Girls LP and See You A Heaven from May's The Finding Time aren't just introspective, they're painful, self-inflicted lyrical stabs delivered in the hopes of finding meaning in the madness that we call the day-to-day.
This week's SoundCheck is by Ray Roa, who can be reached at suburbanapologist.com.