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You have probably seen the billboards, the blogger posts, the banner ads, the news spots, and maybe even the TV commercials (apparently people still watch TV?). Even a faux demonstration of grammarians protesting the gross...

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<p>Ty Segall</p>

Ty Segall

Ty Segall

Last time we heard from Ty Segall he’d just released the soft, singer-songwritery-by-contrast Goodbye Bread, returned from an international tour and couldn’t get Motorhead out of his mind. Back in town after July 2011’s Beauty Bar show, Segall brings his touring band, with which he recorded this year’s haunting, echoey, characteristically muddy full-length Slaughterhouse, an often-dark 11-track that emanates bizarre ticks of Metallica in its minor-chord choruses. But don’t let mental pictures of Lars Ulrich take away from who Ty Segall really is: A California boy who writes fast, dirty, lo-fi psych rock about Laguna Beach in a way that would’ve run MTV’s ratings into the ground. Maybe one of our favorite parts about Segall is how he approaches recording. Like, stop trying to EQ your stereo when you throw on 2010’s Melted. It’s going to sound like shit no matter what. It’s crunchy. Distorted. You could even say gross. And for that, we put it on our headphones when we need to transform the office into some oceanside fish taco hut, with surfboards on the porch and Black Flag-like riffage blasting from the speakers. With Thee Oh Sees, Tijuana Panthers. Tuesday, Sept. 11, 9 p.m.; The Bunkhouse, 124 S. 11th St., $10.

Moonface

Moonface is the latest project of former Wolf Parade frontman Spencer Krug. Comparatively, his Jagjaguwar-signed outfit is slower, sadder, less poppy. The Modest Mouse quality of the now-defunct Wolf Parade has been stripped to make more room for that deep, mysterious Bowieness Krug only briefly displayed before, sort of like the Chekhov’s gun of Krug’s career — if we can call “doing a David Bowie voice” the gun revealed in his Act One. What’s more, the strong use of fuzzy guitars and synths is mostly replaced with sweeping, expanding electronic keys, to complement slow rhythms and echoing vocals. Half of the songs from this year’s Heartbreaking Bravery sound like what you’d want while embarking on a trip to Mars. The other half sounds like how it’d feel to run of fuel on the way and just float for the rest of your life. With Foxygen, The Knew, A Crowd of Small Adventures. Saturday, Sept. 15, 9 p.m.; Beauty Bar, 517 Fremont St., $10.

Hunx and His Punx

Hunx and his Punx are super gay. And it’s probably why they’ll be one of the better acts for dancing during Neon Reverb. The queercore Oaklanders make lo-fi stuff that might’ve fallen off the B-sides of a ’60s girl pop band. They have du-woppy love songs. Swingy swoon songs. Lots of clapping and exaggerated lispy dude-vox to complement every “hey hey” and “ooo-a-ooo” from a lady chorus. We can’t say this will be, musically, the best act of the festival. But it’s certainly going to be the cheesiest, and a finalist for the most fun time. With Shannon and the Clams, American Males, The Bons. Sunday, Sept. 16, 5 p.m.; The Bunkhouse, $10.

Superhumanoids

And now for one we didn’t know anything about. Superhumanoids are a Los Angeles trio armed delicately with new wave synths, echoing electronic drums and, yeah, totally sexy vocals — the sort of music that would’ve washed over the first kissing scene of the protagonist and the dream girl in some mid-’80s teen movie. Or any other falling-in-love montage scene. High on our live set wishlist: Superhumanoids’ slow, sweet, hyper-electric cover of The Ramones’ “I Wanna Be Sedated.” With JJAMZ. Thursday, Sept. 13, 9 p.m.; Beauty Bar, $10.

Crazy Chief

We know this is mostly a national act list, but we can’t skip over a new local band. Especially since it’s so unabashedly rock ’n’ roll. First, its contents: former America Yeah/Goldboot drummer Dan Conway, Dirty Somethings/Red Feather’s Nick Thompson and Drew Johnson, and Pigasus’ Roxie and Jesse Amoroso. Its sound: leather jackets and cowboy boots. Fist-activated juke boxes. Bar fight rock for post-Roadhouse America. With Natural Child, Douglas and the Furs, Restless Suns. Wednesday, Sept. 12, 9 p.m.; Beauty Bar, $6.

For more information, visit www.neonreverb.com.

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