In 1981, the icy shriek of death rock siren Dinah Cancer combined with the acrid guitar work of one-time paramour Paul B. Cutler to create 45 Grave. The coffin-sucking rock outfit later inspired Christian Death and Dance With Me-era TSOL; it was the high point in SoCal's live death rock scene. With ex-Germs drummer Don Bolles, Gun Club bassist Rob "Graves" Ritter, and keyboardist Paul Roessler, 45 Grave were heavy on talent, but light on profundity. Unlike latter-day goths who shall remain nameless (see the March 25 Night Crawler), Cancer kept her forked tongue planted firmly in her pale, gaunt cheek. Sadly, Cutler left and joined Dream Syndicate; Ritter OD'd; and Bolles founded Celebrity Skin, began contributing to Ben Is Dead and LA Weekly, and assumed the identity of geek rocker Sal Mussolino for Three Day Stubble. This left Roessler god knows where, and Cancer, her sense of humor intact, singing with a group called Penis Flytrap. (At least.) Penis Flytrap include drummer Hal Satan and guitarist Elvorian Von Spivey, both of Mi Diablo, and bassist Lucifer Fulci, a man with tattoos on his arms that could be used as promotional materials for Dawn of the Dead and The Zombie. Cancer still has bright purple hair, scary makeup, and a hell-inspiring wail. You can check out the band at www.xxxvisions.com/trap if you're not afraid to navigate a maze of adult pornography, or live at the Covered Wagon on Thursday, April 9, with Phoenix Thunderstone and the Upsets opening at 10 p.m. Tickets are $5; call 974-1585.
I have seen Ozomatli, an 11-piece Latin-funk-jazz-hop outfit from L.A., bring yuppies, goths, punks, and surfers to their feet in a euphoric rumba line that wound across the dance floor, out the door, and down the block. (How these divergent factions came to be at the same club at the same time was the work of some rabble-rouser who thought it amusing to book several popular, but widely diverse, acts on the same bill.) Before anyone could say, "We're too cool," the goths were glistening, the punks were hugging, the surfers were stomping, and the yuppies were finding rhythm. Everyone was happy before the music stopped and people began to remember themselves again. Ozomatli appear at Bimbo's 365 Club on Thursday, April 9, with Will Bernard 4-Tet and Blues Experiment opening at 9 p.m. Tickets are $10; call 474-0365.
In the Hawaiian Islands, musical styles still pass from generation to generation -- you can tell a person's clan by how he tunes his guitar. Slack-key guitar master Ledward Kaapana draws on his Uncle Fred Punahoa's swift, sweet six-string technique and flashy performing style -- playing the frets with his forearms, feet, and teeth -- which Uncle Fred claims to have learned from a series of dreams. Add to this the timeless falsetto yodeling of the Ho'opo'i Brothers and you have a seaside soundtrack that would give Ennio Morricone goose bumps. Voices of Old Hawaii perform at the Great American Music Hall on Sunday, April 12, at 7 p.m. Tickets are $15; call 885-0750.
-- Silke Tudor