THURSDAY 3/1
Mr. Pickles Thrash-tacular, feat. Exodus, Municipal Waste
There's no way that Bay-Area thrashers Exodus, in their salad days, thought that in 30 years they'd be on tour promoting a cartoon about a diabolical canine serial killer named Mr. Pickles. Not that you'd expect objections from the authors of brutal mosh-pit anthem "The Toxic Waltz," which encourages fans to "aim for someone's head/ To stain the floor red/ Give someone a kick/ To prove you're truly sick." It just seems like the kind of thing metalheads back then would've joked about while passing the bong—and then forgotten about. But, holy shit, it's happening. Same goes for Virginia's Municipal Waste. But they've been together only half as long as Exodus—making them the same age as Mr. Pickles' master, Adult Swim, so this wouldn't be such a pipe-dream come true for them. Also, the crossover thrashers behind such opuses as The Art of Partying (Earache, 2007) and Slime and Punishment (Nuclear Blast, 2017) are tight bros with series creators Will Carsola and Dave Stewart, so they probably saw this coming. As for us, the fans? We should be happy, too, because the Thrash-tacular provides so many opportunities to prove we're truly sick. Not just by cracking skulls with our boots, but also by having our pictures taken in Mr. Pickles' super-gnar throne. (They decided the doghouse was too much to bring along). Bonus: We also get to take home Adult Swim swag. (Randy Harward) Metro Music Hall, 615 W. 100 South, 7 p.m., $20, 21+, metromusichall.com
FRIDAY 3/2
Gary Mullen & The Works
Utah sees the same tribute acts all the time: Hell's Belles (AC/DC), The Iron Maidens, two Pink Floyd acts and at least seven different takes on Led Zeppelin (but whither Lez Zeppelin?). Tributes to the majesty of English arena rockers Queen aren't as common. Boston-based Queen Nation has visited, and Gary Mullen & The Works—a Scottish take on the band once led by the late legendary Freddie Mercury—performed in Southern Utah at least once. They both have their charms. All four members of Queen Nation don wigs and costumes, while in The Works, only Mullen gets dolled up. The visual aesthetic is a tribute act's prerogative. Striving for accuracy in the musical performance is of paramount importance; a bad wig or poor physical resemblance to the original artist can be distracting, so some acts don't even try to cop the look. Others, like Gary Mullen & The Works, play to their strengths. In costume, Mullen is a dead ringer for Mercury, moving and singing so much like rock's greatest showman that you'll wonder if he's simply a vessel for Mercury's essence. Which makes him one killer queen. (RH) Park City Live, 427 Main, Park City, 8 p.m., $32.50-$45, 21+, parkcitylive.net
SATURDAY 3/3
Blitzen Trapper, Liz Cooper & the Stampede
After generating a healthy grassroots buzz with eight independent releases under the name Garmonbozia and two more under their new moniker, Portland, Ore., quintet Blitzen Trapper made a big splash on Sub Pop Records. Their third album, Wild Mountain Nation (2007), attracted raves from no less than Pitchfork, the indie arbiter of hip. BT is kinda like the Phish of indie rock: rambling, a little countrified, not afraid to jam on occasion. Their latest collection of a dozen tunes, Wild and Reckless (Vagrant/Lojinx, 2017), calls back to WMN in its title, but where the former had an anthemic, at times punkish energy, the new one is furtive, wistful and much more personal. The song "Rebel" tells a story of West Coast dreams diverted (there's something of Raymond Carver in here). A notable distance has been traversed from the eclectic optimism of Blitzen Trapper's early years. And it tracks with the transformation of the mythical, musical Northwest from a cultural utopia in popular imagination to something significantly more human. Nashville country rockers Liz Cooper & the Stampede open. (Brian Staker) O.P. Rockwell, 628 Main, Park City, 9 p.m., $20 and up, 21+, oprockwell.com
Mr. Carmack, Tsuruda
DJ-ing is the art of combining disparate musical elements in surprising ways, and doing it real smooth-like. That certainly can be said of progressive, Hawaii-based producer Mr. Carmack. He's signed to Mad Decent, the record label founded by superstar producer Diplo, presumably because of his knack for melding together hip-hop and dance influences. Check out his Drugs EP (2014) and vibe on how "Nell" knocks hard in a menacing, gangsta-rap sort of way—until some synth arpeggiations bubble up about halfway through, and it becomes a very different track. The beat is still phat, but it's also kind of pretty. Mr. Carmack's music is full of head-scratching moments like that, but the transitions from the extreme noises of nightclub-oriented dance music to dreamy ambience are always fluid. Support act Tsuruda, a young DJ/producer out of Los Angeles, has a background in classical music and a penchant for pushing genre boundaries, much like Flying Lotus. His compositions are frenetic, disorienting and often dive into the most abrasive forms of dubstep—you know, the lovely sounds of trash can lids banging together. (Howard Hardee) Metro Music Hall, 615 W. 100 South, 8 p.m., $20 presale; $25 day of show, 21+, metromusichall.com
WEDNESDAY 3/7
GlobalFEST on the Road feat. Flor de Toloache, Las Cafeteras, DJ Drew
In its promotional material, GlobalFest on the Road heralds a "New Golden Age of Latin Music." There doesn't seem to have been an original one, but that's not such a big deal. Ten years ago, the buzz was all about Latin alternative music, with the Latin Alternative Music Conference growing exponentially and labels like Nacional Records and Arts & Crafts Mexico working to elevate Latinx acts working in rock, metal, punk, rap, reggae, electronica and other popular music genres. So do we need another movement to highlight great music coming from Latin America? Or does the general public need periodic reminders that it not only exists, but isn't simple exotica? Naturally, and lamentably, it's the latter. We need organizations like GlobalFest out there hustling for artists like Flor de Toloache, New York City's all-woman mariachi group. And East L.A.'s Las Cafeteras, who purvey a blend of traditional Afro-Caribbean Son Jarocho music, punk, folk and hip-hop, with lyrics that address cultural and political division with poetic grace. In "If I Were President" they sing, "Me gusta la lima, me gusta limón/ Pero no me gusta tanta corrupción." In English that means, "I like lime, I like lemon/ but I don't like so much corruption." This can be taken at face value. It could also mean that where you're from, who you love, what you think or what you look like doesn't matter as long as we abandon self-interest and live in harmony. And that means going out and experiencing the beauty of other parts of the world. (RH) Kingsbury Hall, 1395 E. Presidents Circle, 7:30 p.m., $20 (youth, family, student and faculty discounts available), all ages, tickets.utah.edu