9:30 p.m., White Water Tavern. Donations.
Austin’s new blog-darling has treated Little Rock to a handful of house shows in the last few months, summoning the snotty, garage waggle of The Cramps through layers upon layers of vertigo-inducing reverb. It’s a sound that exists somewhere between a daydream and an anxiety attack: surreal and weightless pop with a lingering sense of dread. (Albeit an exciting, kind-of-sexy sense of dread.) Their skeletal take on vitriolic fuzzpop is meant to convey a vibe moreso than share a melody (they’re too cool for melody) but, the songs, all mumbled and nasally, manage to slink off to a corner of your head and stick there. Yet what separates this band from the recent critical mass of other lo-fi garage revivalists is that these guys sprang to relative fame from the lean jangle of a handful of songs released on fewer small-run 7” records than you can count on one hand. Now, with a proper full-length to hustle, they’re back in town, again with local indie-throwback outfit Magic Hassle.