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THE LIKELY LADS: Google them and see: The members of Bangor, Northern Ireland, power-pop trio Two Door Cinema Club look about 17 years old. But they’re all over the age of 21, which means they won’t have any difficulty getting into the Hard Rock Hotel for their Sept. 26 show at Body English ($25)—conversely, it means that they’re probably too young to have heard the 1980s-era U.K. bands that their jangly, upbeat guitar pop closely resembles—Prefab Sprout, Aztec Camera and the Housemartins, among others. Whether they’ve heard those bands or not, the happy news is that Two Door Cinema Club could travel back in time and play alongside those bands without sounding exactly like any of them. That’s the mark of early maturity.

STILL ON THE AIR: I’ve waited a long time to see TV on the Radio perform live. I confess that I thought I’d never get my chance after bassist Gerard Smith passed away in April; I thought that the band, barely off a yearlong hiatus, would simply lose energy and close shop. But they didn’t—and according to Pat O’Brien, a blogger for City Pages in Minneapolis, it was the right decision. “TVOTR was in no mood to mourn at all,” he wrote of the band’s Aug. 30 show. It was a tight 90-minute set and an even better encore, and that’s the TVOTR that’s coming to play poolside at the Cosmopolitan on Sept. 23 ($38). Arctic Monkeys share the bill, if a full-blown resurrection isn’t enough for you.

LAST OF THE SWINGERS: Always knew that when that last trumpet note sounded and the great 1990s jump swing revival finally collapsed that Big Bad Voodoo Daddy would be the last pinstriped men standing. They’re sharp players, their stage banter is funny, and wouldn’t you know, their sound hasn’t dated at all. See them at the Orleans on Sept. 24-25 ($22-$44).

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Hail Canada

When fall begins, so does the new movie season, and it all happens at the 36th Toronto International Film Festival, a.k.a. TIFF. This is the biggest, friendliest, most organized film fete in the world, and a launching pad for both Oscar contenders and small low-budget independents, which in the downturn of today’s economic meltdown amounts to the same thing. The crowds seem larger than ever this year as 300,000 people beg, fight and grovel for tickets to see 336 movies in seven days made by everyone from Madonna to Francis Ford Coppola. Politely, of course. This is Canada, not Cannes.

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