The Texan married duo used the lo-fi limitations of cheap recording as a sound tool, representing the punks finding their inner hippies.

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Slowcore's godfathers, briefly reunited after an almost two-decade disappearance, set the standard for lyrical depression that others, such as Elliot Smith, had to kill themselves to keep up with.

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Starting with his run as a singer in mid-1950s Detroit, Williams' story might well be considered that of rhythm and blues. The 75-year-old Chicagoan's delivered plenty of risque roadwork and an album almost every year since the 1990s.

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Evan Dando managed to survive his excesses long enough to ride the live album wave, as his band has reunited to perform It's a Shame About Ray in its entirety.

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Eighties revivalists meet 1990s fetishists during a night featuring a DJ set by nu-electro "Remedy" demon Little Boots and a live set by post-alt-rock/anti-hope hip hop nihilists Schwarz Don't Crack, among others.

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Yet another lost weekend on the outskirts of Berlin, highlighted by the increasingly electronic Danish dancerockers Whomadewho, a live set from longtimers Crazy P, and the Pampa-ed DJ Koze.

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With their pop tropicalism currently the toast of Williamsburg, Tanlines allow a rare club gig at the longstanding gay club night.

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Kode9 deserves credit for experimenting without jettisoning the tenets of the dubstep genre. Hemlock's Radnomer tends toward a more in-the-pocket approach, while the sobriquet of Ghostnotez sounds as if it were designed by committee.

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Outsider artist du jour now signed to the same label as Adele, the 27-year-old former postman/soldier is set for the sort of Susan Boyle Indie Overdrive that, if he's lucky, will merely push him into insanity. Either way, the man can sing.

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Ariale is a pleasant enough singer, but this is a rare (final?) chance to see the 83-year-old tenor saxophonist and Coltrane contemporary Golson, who is not only a bop legend but also a lounge music mainstay.

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11/7 time signatures are so difficult to play that it's impossible to simultaneously off yourself, which explains why post-Cobain Saddle Creek mainstays Cursive have managed to stick around, the last ambassadors of the Midwestern mid-1990s.

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It seems as if eons of musical trends have passed since we first heard of the indie-loving Philly hip hop act, yet their first album is just being released. One wonders if their ship has already sailed.

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I doubt these guys will be performing the theme to the long-running TV series (a depressive's masterpiece with lines like 'your shrink ran off to Europe') but the mid-decade Britpop they play sounds more dated these days than that ditty dulcet piano.

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The agitated piano of Iyer is playing Michael Jackson's "Human Nature" on his new trio album – a considerable modernisation for today's jazz format. The prodigy has climbed to the peak of a very short pole with a series of satisfying albums.

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Oddly, these days, Jandek is playful. Who? Exactly. The mysterious Texan issued dozens of albums of noisy mumble with titles along the lines of 'Chair Beside a Window' on his own label, peaking mid-1980s as an indie elitist meme.

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Motivational speaker Andrew, though prolific enough, is primarily known for a single record of meta-metal which celebrates its 10th anniversary this year. If this gig passes muster, perhaps they can franchise him as they did Blue Man Group.

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Unsatisfied with the limited number of pages a magazine has to offer, we're publishing a book: a translation of Théo Lessour's acclaimed survey of the last 100 years of Berlin music. Naturally we're throwing a party – a serious one. Free entry, too!

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The art-punk pioneers have been reforming every few years, with this iteration featuring a longstanding core. Precursors of twee, but with a 1980s goth-paisley edge, they were an enormous influence with The Smiths and later Franz Ferdinand.

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Intruder Alert: why stay at home and play video games when you can go out and be a video game and have someone play you? The closing party of A Maze culminates in the Indie Games Award for The Most Amazing Game. Winner gets €5000.

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London’s Cafe OTO brings its Anglophile take on mostly-American freak gravitas to Berlin with a three-day fest, including Kim Doo Soo, Bloody Claws, Michael Hurley, Josephine Foster and Decoy. Check the festival site for complete lineup and times.

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With a name that sounds like a Southern burger chain, the supper-buzzed return-to-the-roots group may still be a bit undercooked, but fans of their mentors Drive-By Truckers should certainly give them an, um, shake.

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Female torsos aren’t just for holding breasts up: arms are attached to them, as well. Evidencing this, Elsa Quarsell signs her new book The Domestic Burlesque. The afterparty features some domestic talent, including The Messer Chups and nudie cuties.

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Luzia has led the crushed velvet path to glory in Kreuzberg. Sunday afternoon until late Monday morning they’re pulling out the big guns and the bug juice drums, with the purr of Miss Kitten, more and your upstairs neighbor who keeps you awake.

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Laibach makes fascism fun, though with their propensity for shirtless drummer boys, this gig might be better tailored to Berghain. Despite their identification with industrial rock, their attitude is pretty playful, illustrated here through Iron Sky.

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One dog year has passed for everybody’s favorite blonde-haired dubsteppers Sick Girls, but they’ll be teaching new tricks tonight with a lineup that leans decidedly dancepunk/nü-disco including Kim Ann Foxman, Tyler Pope, Mumdance, Anika and Bonnie.

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