Jonesin' to hear the sure-to-be-top-shelf new jams off BAD RABBITS upcoming American Love EP? Then the Family Culture party tomorrow night at the Good Life has you covered, as DJ Ask A Black Dude -- the Rabbits' own Salim Akram -- promises to drop into his set a taste of the band's new record, already tabbed as one of 2012's most-anticipated releases, Boston and beyond.

And another one comes off the list. Bruce Springsteen came off three years ago at Bonnaroo. Because he's a touring whore, Tom Petty came off when I was still in high school. Same with Bob Dylan. Roger Waters is off; David Gilmour, regretfully not. Neil Young is currently residing at the top, so if someone can convince him to stop charging $90 for the cheap seats next time he comes around, it'd be much obliged.

MIKEY WELSH passed away nearly two months ago, but the tributes keep coming in for the fallen New England musician. First we posted a midnight-oil ode from Matty J of Boston rock dudes the Bynars, who open the WFNX Disorientation show with fun. December 12, and now comes this track from Asheville, North Carolina's CHAMPIONS ON SEA

Undeterred by the holiday weekend, Haverhill DIY venue Anchors Up hosted a cesspool of heathens and hardcore in celebrating the release of the ABOMINATION and VILLAIN split 7-inch Masters of the Hunt.

Anyone walking into the multi-level former record store was immediately enveloped in thick air musky with the sweat of moshers.

Allston doesn't like to a lot of things: pick up trash, quiet down, not set cars on fire, etc., but most of all, they really don't like to go to bed. Then, PAJAMA PEOPLE descended upon the town with a lullaby just creepy enough to calm the party.

"They Keep Saying," written by powercouple Will Lakritz and Lindsay Gordon, with the help of ABADABAD's Josh Northcutt and Tim Batchelor, made its debut yesterday.

Die Antwoord are at the Paradise on February 10

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Justice | March 19 at the House of Blues | $35-$45 | On sale at livenation.com

On Sale Friday, December 2

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The Asteroids Galaxy Tour | February 3 at the Middle East downstairs | $12 | On sale at ticketweb.com

Well here's an uplifting story spitting in the scowling face of rock and roll ennui. Rising New Jersey pop-rock trio STEPHIE COPLAN AND THE PEDESTRIANS got their new track "Jerk" spun last night by Paul Driscoll on WFNX, in between a salty Brit sandwich of Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds and Miles Kane.

Well, shit. Our man Luke O'Neil over at daily must-read Put That Shit On The List took a quick break yesterday from posting about emo luvs and tumblr rage to blow our collective domepiece with this loud bell-ring for new Lady on the Buzz Block, miss AZEALIA BANKS. O'Neil rightfully predicts this sexier Banksy is probably gonna break the internet very soon, and at the very least she's certainly broken any previously compiled Best of 2011 lists.

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Brett Milano reports on last night's Allman Brothers Band show at the Orpheum, the first of a four-night stand:

The Allman Brothers Band have a long history with the Orpheum Theatre, having recorded two live albums there during the '90s. But they hit the Orpheum on Tuesday night with a different venue on their minds: that show, the first of a four-night stand, devoted its second set to 1971’s Live at Fillmore East, the group’s popular breakthrough and a standard choice on “best live album ever” type lists.

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As you may already know, the Boston Phoenix is relocating, roughly 40 yards to the north. As we clean up the far side of our offices here on Brookline Avenue, we're rummaging through some old things. Some old books not cracked open since '83 . Some dusty microfilm that confuses the interns born in '92.

The fine folks at Allston Village Main Streets like to remind us that, yes, indeed, “It’s All in Allston.” It’s more than a catchy slogan, and certainly more than a shallow battlecry for old dudes like me who have lived there for the past decade, refusing to retire to Brighton or Cambridge or even Waltham as the college students remain the same vomitinous age while washed-up gents like me keep getting older and sober by the second.

Last Saturday at Royale, EXITMUSIC and PHANTOGRAM put on an explosive performance of light and sound. Sometimes, there was more light than sound, but it didn't stop the faces of fans from lighting up with happiness.

Exitmusic kept the evening slow and thoughtful, with moments of intense emotion that blew your hair back like that Maxell tape commercial

Let me open with an apology: The metaphorical pause-button had to be depressed onto VinylSighting for a few weeks whilst I relocated. And, as any record-nerd will tell you, the worst part of accumulating vast vinyl reserves is moving it all. It has serious mass. Lugging it across town in endless successive carloads only prolonged the agony.

Maybe I've just been spending too much time in the Phoenix newsroom, but it was hard to sit inside the Garden on Monday night and not let my mind wander to those holed up around the corner in Dewey Square. And no, not just because of JAY-Z's recent bout of exploitation in the name of the Roc. Or because of KANYE WEST's recent bout of solidarity (read: opportunity to flash his fronts) on Wall Street.