SUPEREGO Oh, who the hell cares what I think this week? It's summer and our party hormones partymones are totally going apeshit. Before I get into the upcoming party musts, though, I will leave you with one quasi-abstract musing. The thing I'll miss most about analog TV, besides the term "vertical hold," is the sound of someone frantically banging the top of the box to stabilize the picture. If anyone's thinking of sampling that in a killer track, now's the time. Slap that bitch!
It's been a coon's age since the forward-thinking label threw one of its freaky bashes here in San Francisco, and despite some questionable recent signings (Thunderheist? Er, pass), it's pulling out its new big guns with this one. Before he brought down the house on the Brainfeeder tour last year, I couldn't look at foppish L.A. synth-master Daedelus without flashing back to my more ill-starred '80s sartorial choices. But he proved himself up to the minute with edgy future bassism and over-the-top Beethoven-like symphonic flourishes. New New Romantic? Sure. Montreal dancehall warper Ghislain Poirier is back as well, and will benefit from Mighty's mighty bass boost. Opening up is Daly City's underground patron saint, Mochipet.
Thu/18, 9 p.m., $10 advance. Mighty, 119 Utah, SF. www.mighty119.com
There's nothing more terrifying to me than a drag queen out of drag. Here I'll be all gossiping tipsily with someone and say something like, "Oh gurl, that Ambrosia Salad mess truly sucked a big one with her number last Friday." And then he'll say in a deep voice, "I'm Ambrosia Salad, asshole" and I'll have to backtrack faster than Scooby and Shaggy from Bluebeard's tacky ectoplasm. Luckily, hottie photographer Molly Decoudreaux provides a key with her new exhibition, "The Creatives: Daytime Portraits from a Queer Nightlife," in which she ingeniously snaps notorious movers and shakers in their casual home habitats. Who knew these queens had homes? The opening party should be darling.
Sat/20, 7 p.m.10 p.m., continues through July 10, free. A.Muse Gallery, 614 Alabama, SF. www.yourmusegallery.com
That lively Bay nexus for all things dubstep, Surefire Sound, has gone monthly at Triple Crown (yay) and has a stellar June lineup planned. Distance, a hurricane force from the U.K. whose "Night Vision" track on Planet Mu pummels the darkness into submission, brings his streetwise wobble to the tables. Toronto's XI gets gnarly, his ragamuffin moments reflective of Canada's simmering melting pot. And much-admired local DJ Antiserum possesses the just-right combination of longtime jungle and breaks experience and wild viral style to crank the party up madly.
Sat/20, 10 p.m., $10. Triple Crown, 1760 Market, SF. www.triplecrownsf.com
True eccentricity is still a rarity on the techno scene, which tends to forego stand-out personalities in favor of mix-friendly assimilation. This can be a good thing: we don't need another Prodigy, surely. But Green Velvet, the wacky track producer also known as house pioneer Cajmere, gets the balance between dance floor motion and the conceptually bizarre perfectly. The influence of his earworm cuts like "The Stalker," "Flash," and the oddly Eminem-summoning "La La Land" is strongly felt on recent underground Berlin styles and throughout the goofy Dirty Bird label technoverse.