With The Range
MONDAY 7 p.m. Ritz Ybor, 1503 Seventh Ave., Ybor City. $25 and up. (813) 247-2555.
Being compared to Kate Bush is unfair. Chvrches frontwoman Lauren Mayberry handles the designation as Scotland's next-best export pretty well, though. Perhaps it's the 25-year-old Mayberry's non-musical credentials (masters in journalism, a law degree) that allow her to approach all the accolades and attention with grace, or maybe it's the sage wisdom of her older bandmates Iain Cook and Martin Doherty, who both are well into their 30s. Regardless, the band's synth-heavy manifestation of '80s-channeling electro-pop is perfect for the disco thanks to big ol' bombing beats (Gun) and Mayberry's keen sense of melody, which shines on the choruses of hits The Mother We Share and Recover. The band is unafraid to express its musical interests on stage - keep your fingers crossed for a cover of Whitney Houston's It's Not Right But It's Okay or Haim's Falling.
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With Serotonic, DJ 45Revolver
SUNDAY 7 p.m. Dunedin Brewery, 937 Douglas Ave., Dunedin. (727) 736-0606.
Kool Keith has played stranger venues, but we've got a feeling that this set is going to be special. It happens on the last day of Dunedin Brewery's weekend-long Oktoberfest celebration, and the establishment's bright tanks and eccentric decor are the perfect backdrop for the 50-year-old Bronx native's head-scratching, undeniably cool rap anthems. Tongue-in-cheek, almost crass classics like rap staples Regular Girl and Sex Style have held their own just fine since they saw release in 1997, and material from his newest LP, Demolition Crash, finds Keith's effortless cold-cocked flow completely intact as he waxes on modern television (El Dorado - A.G. mentions the acclaimed HBO series The Wire), gets avant-garde with Rah Digga (Non Stop) and calls on his crackly, cooing, singing voice to deliver weird social commentary (Good Black Woman). We're willing to bet you'll never get to see such an iconic hip-hop figure in such unique venue, and you definitely won't get to sip on such delicious suds at the same time, either.
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SUNDAY 9 p.m Ritz Ybor, 1503 Seventh Ave., Ybor City. $20-$25. (813) 247-2555.
Downtempo, trip-hop, experimental, post-party, chill, post-chill, post-post-chill. These are all descriptors that can be attached to the sound that Simon Greene has cultivated over the past decade. It's most fair, however, to just say that the 38-year-old producer is simply an innovator and a constant explorer of the sounds that can happen when humans marry the organic world to the one dictated by the beasts inside our technology. Greene, better known as Bonobo, is fully capable of sending a dancefloor into an incessant, sweaty sway (listen to his recent mix for Vice's Thump blog), but he is truly at his best in the quieter moments, when weird woodwind samples mate with strange jungle samples (Kong), lucid vocals create the sensation of drunkenness (Heaven For The Sinner), and lo-fi synths get dunked in hazy, tripped out backbeats (Kota). Kastle - whose Alicia Keys-sampling Stay Forever sounds like the soundtrack to a moon mission - opens what is sure to be a blissful evening.
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New Found Glory
With We Are In The Crowd, Fireworks, Candy Hearts
THURSDAY 6:30 p.m. Orpheum, 1915 E Seventh Ave., Ybor City. $20-$25. (813) 248-9500.
The world still had Pepsi Blue and Tamagotchis. That's how long it's been since New Found Glory broke out of Coral Springs to become one of the country's first emo-punk superbands. Their big hit My Friends Over You probably soundtracked countless backseat makeout sessions, and while the band's heyday may have come and gone, they are still at it and making new music. A brand new song, Ready And Willing, is marked by the familiar crunchy guitars of NFG classics like All Downhill From Here and Hit Or Miss, and if the promise of reliving the good days isn't good enough, then the support on this show should do the trick. We Are In The Crowd exercise the same attitude and fierceness of an early Paramore, and Fireworks represent what it sounds like when indie rock tastefully dips its toes into the tricky waters of pop-punk.
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Rodrigo y Gabriela
THURSDAY 8 p.m. Ruth Eckerd Hall, 1111 N McMullen-Booth Road, Clearwater. $32.50-$150. (727) 791-7400.
It's a little hard to believe that Rodrigo Sanchez and Gabriela Quintero have only 20 fingers between them. The Mexico City acoustic duo are true innovators of their instruments. Yes, the styles they take on - jazz, metal, blues, mariachi and rock - are traditional, but you'd be hard-pressed to find musicians who can weave them all together and then deconstruct them on a dime the way these two do. Recent television performances of The Soundmaker are jaw-dropping affairs, and the pair's tried-and-true cuts - Tamacun and Diablo Rojo from their 2006 self-titled album - can still invoke wonder and awe within anyone even halfway awake. They haven't been in the bay area since 2010, and with demand for their lightning-fast, laser-focused picking still at high levels, there is no telling when we'll get to see them again. Seeing material from a brand new album, this year's 9 Dead Alive, is an added bonus.
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FRIDAY 8 p.m. Ruth Eckerd Hall, 1111 N McMullen-Booth Road, Clearwater. $39.50-$150. (727) 791-7400.
Peter Frampton more than knew about Hummingbird In A Box when he made a May 2013 stop at Ruth Eckerd Hall. The 62-year-old debuted the mini-album's music just a month before, when the Cincinnati Ballet utilized it in their spring production. You read that correctly: Peter Frampton wrote music for the ballet. "A wonderfully freeing experience, there were no boundaries," he said, "we were able to push the composing envelope." A year later, Frampton returns to Clearwater to share Hummingbird with fans, and while they might not get any crazy talk-box solos, the seven-track effort isn't some kind of orchestral exercise drenched in fancy string arrangements. The title track is a carefully picked, spry acoustic offering complete with our hero's distinct vocals, and the album closer, Norman Wisdom, is a jazzy, downtempo, harmony-filled affair good enough to keep Baby, I Love Your Way in the rearview for at least one night.
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With Touche Amore, Radkey
SUNDAY 6:30 p.m. Jannus Live, 200 First Ave. N, St. Petersburg. $32.50-$35. (727) 565-0550.
Rise Against's mid-2000s megahit Swing Life Away was a necessary evil. The sugary-sweet acoustic ballad injected the Chicago punks into every capillary of the alternative radio spectrum, and while it is certainly near the bottom of the band's lyrical best, it still made them household names. That's where Timothy McIlrath took the notoriety and ran, releasing a pair of powerful albums (Siren Song of the Counter Culture and The Sufferer & The Witness) that combined his unwavering commitment to social justice and exposing political misdoings with hard rock that married the abrasive sounds of hardcore to the choruses and melodies of pop-punk. The potency and legitimacy of McIlrath's message has grown less effective over the past few albums, and cynical critics may scoff at the success of Rise Against's latest (The Black Market debuted at No. 3 on the Billboard 200). But McIlrath and company are still holding onto the anger that fueled their initial rise, showing new fans a way to swim against the stream.
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NOW HEAR THIS: One Direction
With 5 Seconds of Summer
FRIDAY 7 p.m. Raymond James Stadium, 4201 N Dale Mabry Highway, Tampa. $19.50-$99.50. (813) 350-6500.
About a year ago, my daughter Ava, 10-going-on-intense, taped a crinkled Tiger Beat picture of One Direction's Harry Styles on her bedroom wall. He was her newest crush, adoring Taylor Swift's ex-BF with giggly bursts of OMG. Today, well, she likes him fine, I guess, you know, kind of. She'll nonchalantly join the big-haired Brit for a sing-along when Story of My Life or One Thing comes on the radio. Harry's pic still hangs on her wall - not out of steadfast loyalty - but more because my daughter is simply used to it being there. Or maybe she's just too lazy to take it down. Somewhere in there is a metaphor for 1D's Raymond James Stadium show in Tampa on Friday, tickets for which went on sale the same time Ava fell in puppy love. Back then, 1D was the biggest boy band on the planet. Now there's argument to made that this show's opener, the Aussie cuties in 5 Seconds of Summer, are the buzzier hunks. There's a power shift going on for sure, and yet this bill has turned out to be fortuitous: Sure, one band is coming, one is cooling off a little - but all those girls (maybe even Ava Daly, if she's good) caught in the middle are going to scream their lungs out for one or the other or both. It'll be loud for someone, I can guarantee that. The shelf life of boy band and childhood are equally short; might as well enjoy both with as much volume as you can muster. - Sean Daly