POOL BOOM: My job becomes easy this time of year because great concerts happen almost daily. This week alone brings shows by singing/songwriting sylph Fiona Apple (Sept. 15, The Joint) and English New Wave icon Adam Ant (Sept. 14, the Hard Rock Café on the Strip). But instead of elaborating on them, I’m gonna proselytize for nattily dressed garage band the Hives, who are playing poolside at the Cosmopolitan on Sept. 13 ($26). Yes, I know they’re kind of strange and Swedish and that “Tick Tick Boom” and “Hate to Say I Told You So” kind of wore out their respective welcomes. But these guys put on a premium rock show—“A modernized version of British Invasion Rock performed with punk rock immediacy,” raved Stephen Bradley on the Washington Times’ website in the wake of the band’s June 19 show in Washington, D.C. This is exactly the kind of show we need in these waning days of summer, one that’ll make serious waves in the Cosmo’s rooftop pool.
SCHOOL’S IN: I’ve never been much of a Silversun Pickups fan, but I can appreciate a great bargain—and the Pickups’ Sept. 14 show at The Joint, with School of Seven Bells and Atlas Genius, is an outstanding deal at $29. I don’t know much from Atlas Genius—listened to their stuff online; sounds OK—but I love the ethereal synthpop of School of Seven Bells (and they can really bring it live). And I’ve liked the Silversun Pickups much better since they’ve abandoned their “we’re like Smashing Pumpkins, but younger” thing in favor of more complex and personal sound. Thirty bucks is a fair price to pay for all that good stuff.
GET HEATED: I never, ever tire of watching The Reverend Horton Heat tear a room apart with their psychobilly freakouts and reverse psychology. Once, at a Huntridge Theater show, singer/guitarist Jim Heath refused to play anything but country songs until someone brought him a vodka tonic. What madness have they planned for Vinyl on Dec. 28 (price TBA)? I dunno, but if you wanna find out with me, I’ll go halfsies on Heath’s drinks.