Funky Mummies, Brooklyn synth-pop, Queer punks

I’m not sure how I’ll survive the weekend, since all the good bands are crammed into Saturday night. They’re staggered throughout the evening, and I hope to catch them all. Halloween candy is spilling off the supermarket shelves, but the real treat is when Nashville funk group Here Come the Mummies get their R&B mojo working at Hard Rock Café on the Strip at 8 p.m. Oct. 6. Picture Kool & the Gang covered in glorified toilet paper and displaying a sense of humor and you get the idea. The Mummies write remarkably solid original tunes, and their most recent disc is last year’s hilariously titled Bed, Bath & Behind. It’ll take more than the band’s punchy horn section, scented candles and a loofa sponge to get that image out of my mind. The perfect party band for a spooky, good time.

If the funk of 5,000 years is too much, consider checking out Class Actress. Sure, “Brooklyn synth-pop” is an overused tag. But this trio, which plays Beauty Bar at 9 p.m. Oct. 6, possesses a clean, uptown sound that sets them apart from the mass of Human League imitators. “Bienvenue,” for example, resonates with gritty ethereality, its staggered bass riff the ideal foil for Elizabeth Harper’s naïve voice. Even better, the chorus—This is the way that we talk/when we talk about love—references a famous, similarly titled Raymond Carver short story. That’s how synth-pop bands roll in Brooklyn, yo!

The Queers are a pop-punk band from New Hampshire, and they turn me on with a Ramones-like songwriting approach that emphasizes hooks and ’60s songcraft over naked aggression. My favorite song from their 2010 album Back to the Basement? is singer/guitarist Joe Queer’s 50-second memoir of crossing paths with shock-rocker GG Allin: “I Knew GG When He Was a Wimp.” It’s a wild narrative put to three-chord rock. The Queers play Bunkhouse at 10 p.m. Oct. 6 with Guttermouth, so this is where I’ll likely end up by night’s end.

I recall seeing Nick Mattera’s alt-rock band Big Bad Zero play around town back in the day. Mattera is a great rock ’n’ roll front man; check out his acoustic-guitar ensemble, Strung Out Sessions, at 10 p.m. Saturdays at Club Madrid in Sunset Station. They cover everything unplugged-style from Social Distortion’s “Ball and Chain” to the Rolling Stones’ “Sympathy for the Devil.” Also, Mattera and his wife could use some help. Their daughter arrived early and will remain in intensive care for the next few months. They reached an initial fundraising goal, but the Matteras still need to defray ongoing medical expenses. If you can, visit, search for Baby Ivy and give $10 so she can leave the hospital with a less distressing bill.

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