MANSON IS KILLING: Five reasons to see Garbage at the Pearl on April 12 ($40-$60)—okay, kids, let’s do this. One: Every song on their 1995 debut sounds good today. Two: Shirley Manson homina homina homina. Three: They recorded a James Bond theme; the fact that it accompanied a truly mediocre James Bond film is not germane. Four: Butch Vig homina homina homina. Five: Gosh, they’re just a good band. You put three crazy-talented producers in a band with a killer Scottish vocalist and you get good shit every time. I’m surprised more people haven’t followed their model.
OCEAN BLUES: I usually steal a look at Ticketmaster before I write this column to make sure I’ve got the prices right. This week, their “Alternative Rock” section is lit up like Christmas: New Order on April 11, Spiritualized and Vampire Weekend on the 12th, Yeah Yeah Yeahs on the 13th. In other words, the time foretold by the prophets has come at last: This is the beginning of the run of Vegas shows by bands bound for Coachella, and I’m gonna celebrate it by seeing Beach House at the (Beach) House of Blues on April 15 ($22). I’m doing this because their music makes my heart ache and swell, because theirs is the only record played at the Beat that was recorded after 1985, and because I want this Baltimore-based dream pop band to feel loved in Vegas. They’re precisely the kind of band that visits here once, maybe twice and then decides it’s not worth their time. I want them back for next Coachella Month. And you should help me with this, because you owe me.
NOW ON SALE: On May 24, the Kings of the Mic tour unites LL Cool J, Public Enemy, Ice Cube and De La Soul under one roof—that roof being the one over the Joint, a roof that is in imminent danger of being torn off the motherfucker, in the parlance of their times. Really, they could have called this one All Hip-Hop Released Between 1985 and 1998 and no one would have complained. On a personal note, I’m pretty excited to see De La Soul, because they’re brilliant and because their members are the only ones who haven’t made themselves look foolish on reality TV shows, in children’s movies and in Coors commercials. Tickets are $46-$66.