Pub date November 29, 2006

Dec. 5


Little Ones

If there could be a band that captured the euphoria of playtime, pillow fights, and recess, it would be the Little Ones. The band’s brand of melodious psychedelic power pop puts a smile on the face of even the most cynical music snob. With an abundance of las, optimistic oohs, and no shortage of hand claps, the Little Ones bring happiness back in a big way. (Hayley Elisabeth Kaufman)

With Small Sins and Pants Pants Pants
9 p.m.
Bottom of the Hill
1233 17th St., SF
(415) 621-4455


… And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead

I saw Trail of Dead open for the Sex Pistols at a reunion show in England. The audience – primarily 40-year-old balding ex-punk rockers – was in no mood to watch any band other than the Pistols, so they booed Trail of Dead unmercifully. After two songs, singer Conrad Keeley said, “OK, this is a punk rock show, and we’re going to play it like a punk rock show. Fuck you, fuck the Sex Pistols, we’re all going to fucking die!” They then proceeded to launch into the most hardcore set I’ve ever seen. They’re appearing with the Blood Brothers, a band I used to play really loud whenever a hippie drum circle happened outside my window in college. Got them to move and get jobs within five minutes. (Aaron Sankin)

With the Blood Brothers and Celebration
8 p.m.
1805 Geary, SF
(415) 346-6000