by Tom Finkel
Friday: I was working on Wednesday night (What's up with that? As Morrissey says, "Work is a four-letter word"), so I missed Murder Happens opening for long-time faves VAST. But the former will be playing tonight at Off Broadway (3509 Lemp Avenue; 314-773-3363) with Valence, DJ Institches and Doktor Smart -- and as RFT scribe Andrew Miller noted, "With its casually homicidal moniker and propensity for gory publicity photos, Murder Happens satisfies the electro-industrial scene's bloodlust. ...icy keyboard melodies and Brenda's delicate-chanteuse tones complement hard-crunching guitars and alternate singer Chumley's aggressive growls." Also, Taste of St. Louis kicks off tonight with a special show featuring Erin Bode, Dogtown Allstars, Ali & Gipp and Murphy Lee (along with "special guests"). Festivities start at 4 p.m.
Saturday: You'll probably find me thrifting (either at Rock Star Rags or a church garage sale -- a true treasure-hound never reveals her location!) in the morning if I can drag myself out of bed, but in the afternoon a viable alternative is Taste of St. Louis, which has Theresa Andersson, Ozomatli and, er, Cowboy Mouth.
At Blueberry Hill's Duck Room (6504 Delmar Boulevard, University City; 314-727-4444), the Loop Underground presents a fabulous night of hip-hop, featuring Jia Davis, Family Affair, Forty 'Til Five, Night Owl and, oh look! 2006 RFT Music Award winner for Best Funk/R&B/Soul, the FuFops. ("Third Best Band Name" too!) Weren't we prescient! Doors are at 9 p.m., cover's $5.
And the Way Out Club (2525 South Jefferson Avenue; 314-664-7638) hosts the CD release party for Dos Dedos (formerly Kurt Is Gay); we'll have more on them in the coming weeks.
Sunday: Adventurous types can mosey downtown again for Taste of St. Louis, which, besides Big Star, will feature performances by American Princes, Legendary Shack Shakers, the Roots and Son Volt. Damn! Locals include Jonathan Cour, the Urge's Steve Ewing an the Feed.
Soapbox moment: Hey, city officials, you taking notes? This is how you organize a multi-band fest that appeals to everybody in the metro area -- along with creating a Web site that's readable and user-friendly. Please stop bringing Better Than frickin' Ezra here for Live on the Levee, kthxbye.
Otherwise, I'm actually quite intrigued by a show happening in the early evening tonight in Glen Carbon, Illinois, at the Glen Carbon Senior Center (157 North Main Street, Glen Carbon, Illinois), which I found out about via the MySpace (more specifically, Superfun Yeah Yeah Rocketship's page). Between the Saddle Creek-isms of the Ten Thousand, Michael Davis and his fragile R.E.M./Bright Eyes/Ryan Adams jingle-jangle warbling and the stalwart indie-rock of Lawrence, Kansas' Ad Astra Per Aspera (see a feature here), I'm tempted to take a mini-roadtrip out metro-east-way. Thoughts?
Beyond that, I'm going to be tackling the monster laundry pile, doing my damndest to forget that the Screech sex tape exists and fervently hoping that the (warning: Cleveland/DeadSpin reference) Carl Monday-Jon Stewart confrontation lands on YouTube, stat. -Annie Zaleski