I See Stars Spin The Wheel Tour

Bored of your Spotify Daily Mix already? Time to peel yourself off that thrifted armchair and tune into something a little more tangible, folks. Enter the I See Stars Spin The Wheel Tour - a cosmic ride through the heart of indie-electronica that’s set to make supernovas of your tired playlists.

Presale tickets drop with the precision of a drum-machine loop: Wednesday, Oct 8, 10 AM sharp. Bandsintown, Spotify, and the artists themselves are all getting in on the action, so you know it’s going to be an interstellar event. But don't get left floating in the ether - general on-sale kicks off at 10 AM on Friday, Oct 10th.

Prepare for a night of pulsating synths, galaxy-sized choruses, and the sort of starry-eyed camaraderie that can only be found within the hallowed halls of indie music. The I See Stars Spin The Wheel Tour – it’s the closest you'll get to experiencing the Big Bang live and in-person.

Goodbye, your mundane existence! Get ready to drown in a sea of sequins and electric sound waves as House of Burlesque takes over the House of Blues this weekend. A hotbed of unadulterated, 21+ ecstasy, this is where the heart of Chicago's subculture throbs.

Expect a high-octane night of music and mirth that begins when doors crack open at 8 PM, with the real spectacle firing up at 9. This isn't your garden-variety standing room only affair. It's a sensorial buffet for those in the know - the ones who don't just listen to the music, but feel it pulsating through their veins.

Any questions? Save 'em for the uninitiated. All you need to know is this: the support acts are as fluid as the night itself, shifting and shapeshifting without notice. This is the underbelly of Chicago's music scene, raw and unfiltered, where the call of the wild is the night's only constant.

So, toss aside your vanilla plans and step into the intoxicating fray. The House of Burlesque is not just a gig, it's a glittering communion of cool.

Time to unplug from the aux cord of mundanity and plug into the electrifying sounds of the underground scene this weekend. Remember Sploot? That rising sardonic indie outfit who swept us off our feet with their infectious jangle-pop melodies and lyrics so painfully relatable, they make your broken heartstrings vibrate? They're finally dropping their highly anticipated EP and they’re making it a full-blown event!

Featuring cosmic rock crusaders A Mammoth Task, atmospheric dream weaver Luzma', and the hauntingly evocative Dreadsmith, the night promises a kaleidoscopic soundscape that will send you spiraling into the heady depths of auditory oblivion. Expect a sonic journey that trawls the melancholic depths of post-rock reverberations, surfs the effervescent waves of synthpop, and treads the menacing periphery of dark folk, all in the same night.

If you're thinking of missing this one, we suggest you think again. This isn't just about the music—it's about the unfamiliar faces in the crowd, the pulsating energy in the room, the charged conversations by the merch stand, and the shared ecstasy of hearing that one track you’ve been streaming ad nauseam come alive in front of you.

This is Sploot’s EP release. This is your call to the altars of indie. This is where the cool kids will be. Don’t just hear about it the next day. Be there.

There's a deliciously intoxicating blend brewing on the horizon—The Pancakes and Booze Art Show. It’s a pancake-slinging, booze-swirling spectacle that serves up a hefty side of underground artistry. Ditch your same-old, same-old Saturday night routine and immerse yourself in this sonic syrup of indie rock and avant-garde aesthetics. We're talking about a scene that's more loaded than your favorite brunch spot's most Instagrammed dish. Lose yourself in layers of DIY aural magic, taste the edgy sweetness of craft cocktails, and feast your eyes on a cavalcade of burgeoning artists that make Warhol's Factory scene look like a high school art class. Leave your ennui at the door, because this is where you'll find the pulse of the indie undercurrent.

Shake off the winter chill and get your groove on with Old Gold and Good Girls DJs as they serve up some sizzling Springtime Sensuality, an all-vinyl day party catered exclusively to the queer folks who've seen three decades and counting. This isn't just another knock-off gig at the neighborhood bar— we're talking the iconic Three Top Lounge, a spot with an elevator, a rooftop, and the kind of seating amenities that scream, "we're adults, and we like to be comfortable while we party."

Expect sonic gems from the Good Girls, along with their equally legendary friends Lady D, Lori Branch, and VITIGRRL. Bring your friends, your lovers, or just your fine self— everyone's welcome, as long as you're ready to immerse yourself in the eclectic beats spun from pure vinyl.

Mark the dates: March 1, April 4, and May 3. You might want to get a jump on tickets though— they're going fast, and while you can try your luck at the door, there's no guarantee you'll get in. Don't worry about accessibility issues, either. Three Top Lounge has got it covered. Need reserved seating for any reason? Just shoot an email to slomoparty@gmail.com. And remember, by snagging a ticket, you're giving the green light for your fabulous self to be potentially immortalized in the event's photo and video archives.

This is Springtime Sensuality, where the music's hot, the vibes are cool, and the party is, well, .

Fasten your shoelaces, pop culture savants, and get ready to embark on a beautifully chaotic journey with Lauren Spencer Smith's tour, THE ART OF BEING A MESS. This isn't your average singer-songwriter gig; think raw, emotive power wrapped in the husky timbre of Smith's undeniable voice, served up in the iconic House of Blues Chicago - a place that's seen legends and is ready to welcome another.

The doors swing open at 5:30PM sharp, but don't mistake this for a punctual affair. As the title of the tour suggests, embrace the disarray, let loose, and lose yourself to the immersive sounds that kick off at 6:30PM. This isn't just for the night owls or the over-21s; it's an ALL AGES gig, making it the perfect place to bring your kid brother who's just discovering The Strokes or your cool aunt who hasn't stopped gushing about HAIM.

In a world where you can't swipe left on the mundane, here's something that promises an unforgettable experience, an antidote to your ennui. And remember, the House of Blues Chicago is a standing room only venue, the perfect stage for spontaneous head bopping and air guitar noodling that Smith's music inevitably invokes.

Oh, and for those who're always craving something more, there's an upgrade option available. Because, why not turn the experience up to eleven? All you've got to do is head over to their website. But remember, supporting acts are as volatile as a drum solo, subject to change, keeping you on your metaphorical toes.

So, put the phone down, swap your PJs for that gig outfit you've been saving for a special occasion, and immerse yourself in the art of being a mess. You never know, you might just find the beauty in it.

Catch Lauren Spencer Smith as she brings her jumbled emotions and raw energy to the legendary Aragon Ballroom stage. This isn't your average synth-pop parade, folks. Nope, Smith's THE ART OF BEING A MESS TOUR is a cathartic ballet, weaving wistful warbles into an intoxicating sonic tapestry that's sure to be as visceral as it is memorable.

Doors swing open at 5:30PM and the symphony of soul-baring begins at 6:30PM. And what's that? It's an ALL AGES event, making it the perfect excuse to drag your twee-loving kid brother out of the basement.

This isn't just a gig, it's a lifeline—with $1 per ticket going towards the Lauren Spencer Smith Fund supporting young folks battling housing insecurity, hunger, and addiction. You're not just feeding your insatiable appetite for alternative melodies, you're helping break the chains of disadvantage.

So, come for the music, stay for the cause, and leave with your heart humming. And remember, this is a standing room only venue—so leave your inhibitions at the door and let Smith's melodic poetry sweep you off your feet.

Sure, the phrase "lawyer-led bands" might sound like an oxymoron, but let me tell you - the Illinois Bar Foundation's Lawyers Rock is no stuffy courtroom affair. It's a mosh pit of legal eagles moonlighting as rock stars, ready to shatter the gavel-to-guitar stereotype. This year's Battle of the Bands fundraiser is set to ignite the West Loop's Bottom Lounge with the sort of energy that can only come from folks who spend their 9-5 arguing the finer points of tort law.

The best part? It's all for a good cause, benefiting juvenile justice causes and statewide programs of the Illinois Bar Foundation. So, you can headbang and feel saintly about it. Forget about your usual Friday night - this is the kind of DIY, grassroots fundraising effort that the indie scene thrives on.

And remember: don't be swayed by suspicious scalping offers. Bottom Lounge's got your back, ensuring you get your tickets in time to witness these barristers-turned-bards.

This isn't just a show, it's a sonic pilgrimage. Prepare for an evening of tonal transcendence with LILAC LAMENT, ANXIETY PATROL, FAILED MODELS, and THE SWABS—four bands that spit in the face of predictability and embody the spirit of raw, indie rebellion. Brought to you by mPShows.com, this gig is set to be the heart-imploding, ear-drum-thrashing, soul-purging experience you didn't know you needed. LILAC LAMENT brings the ethereal allure, their dreamy shoegaze textures a soft landing amid the chaos. ANXIETY PATROL will fill the room with their infectious anxiety-pop, blending relentless rhythms with lyrics that'll make your existential dread dance. FAILED MODELS are the DIY synthpop collectives' lovechild, offering danceable despair in equal measure, while THE SWABS hit you with an unapologetic rawness wrapped in an alt-rock package. This isn't your average night out—this is the life-affirming, genre-defying spectacle that your weary soul craves.

It's time to dust off your dancing shoes, Chicago. LCD Soundsystem, the iconic dance-punk outfit that makes every jaded indie heart flutter, is hitting up the iconic Aragon Ballroom. Doors swing open at 7PM sharp, but the real magic starts from 8PM. Their shapeshifting soundscapes, experimental beats, and James Murphy's biting lyrical wit will reverberate through the standing-room-only venue, ensuring a high-octane, foot-tapping, hip-slinging night of unadulterated indie goodness. If you're under 17, drag along your parent or legal guardian—they could use a lesson in cool. Remember, the Aragon runs a tight ship: no re-entry, valid ID required. Don't miss this electric reunion of LCD Soundsystem, it's gonna be a night of euphoric, introspective beats that’ll make even the most stoic scenester sway.

Get ready to scale the heights of sonic pleasure with the transcendent tunes of LCD Soundsystem. Their electrifying energy will light up the Aragon Ballroom like a synth-pop supernova. Kick off your night at 7PM, with the main event sparking into life from 8PM. This isn't just a gig, it's a chance to lose yourself in a swirling vortex of genre-blurring beats and heart-rumbling bass.

Immerse yourself in a sea of like-minded noise connoisseurs, all vibing out to the rhythm of one of indie's most formidable outfits. Just remember, this is a strictly 17+ gathering (bring your ID, folks) and once you're in, you're staying put—no re-entries. So, gear up for an undisturbed, all-night LCD love-fest. Young'uns can tag along, but only if their legal fun-police (read: parents or guardians) escort them. Details and rules at the Aragon Ballroom's website.

This is LCD Soundsystem we're talking about. Miss it, and you're missing a cultural moment.

Prepare to have your musical consciousness obliterated and reassembled at warp speed as The Floozies join forces with Too Many Zooz for a night of sonic decadence. Uniting the Floozies’ genre-defying, electronic funk with Too Many Zooz's brass-powered, subway-busking grit, this concert promises a synesthetic buffet of eclectic beats and neon-lit melodies.

The Floozies, the Midwestern duo known for their scintillating live shows, will inject the evening with their inimitable blend of jazz, funk, and electronica. Expect explosive guitar riffs, pulsating synth lines, and a rhythm section that could make Thom Yorke tap his feet.

Meanwhile, Too Many Zooz, the brasshouse trio straight outta NYC, will layer on their signature high-octane blend of jazz, Afro-Cuban rhythms, and funk. With their raw energy and reckless abandon, they could make a stone statue breakdance.

So, ditch your latest Netflix binge and swap the glow of your laptop for the pulsating lights of a stage that's about to be set ablaze. Believe me, your Instagram story can survive one night without you. But can you live with missing this?

Do you remember when parties were just parties, not the formulaic, algorithm-optimized, soulless gatherings that pass for entertainment these days? Winter Freeze is here to inject some desperately needed edge back into your nightlife. UChicago MAB has curated an electronic frenzy that feels less like a college shindig and more like a secret warehouse rave, sans pretense and full of audacious talent.

Leading the charge is MGNA Crrrta, an electro-pop duo from NYC that's been setting the underground ablaze with their latest synth-laden foray, "Beautiful Disaster". Following them is Prosperity Room, the crowned monarch of Chicago's club scene, whose beats are as infectious as the city's infamous wind chill.

And let's not forget Kofi Graves, UChicago's own and winner of the DJ battle, who's ready to transport the academically weary into a pulsating sonic wonderland. This isn't just a party—it's a revolt against the mundane, the predictable, and the safe.

Score your ticket from Bottom Lounges site for a night that's more Moroder than mainstream. And hey, if you're a UChicago student, it's practically free. Can your FOMO really afford to miss this?

Winter is coming, and Thalia Hall is here to remind you why that's a good thing. Their Free For All Winter Edition is back and it's the garage punk meets experimental pop extravaganza we didn't know we needed. Picture this: You're shuffling between Punch House and Tack Room, drowning in the sweet sounds of artists like Feeble Little Horse, Kaicrewsade, Squirrel Flower – in a solo set that promises to be a stripped-back revelation – and the beguiling Alta Vista duo.

Make no mistake, this ain't no passive venue-hopping. You're stopping at the Oddball Market for the quirkiest wares, playing bingo with the iconic Marijuana Brothers, and even getting your brain teased with a crossword contest – courtesy of the Chicago Sun-Times.

And just when you think your senses can't possibly take anymore, you're feasting on Mariscos San Pedro's famous seafood and immersing yourself in a bizarre mashup of collaborative painting and fluorescent drawing, all under the watchful eyes of Clo La Mueca, the drag queen hostess with the mostest.

Sure, the event is free, but you're no freeloader. You're dropping a few bucks for the Pilsen Food Pantry. What's cooler than a good time for a good cause? So, get out of your apartment, ditch the usual weekend routine, and come discover your new favorite band. Or game. Or drag queen. Or all of the above.

Take note, the Peaches are back with their "No Lube So Rude" tour, an invitation to a night that is determined to color outside of the prosaic lines of your ordinary adult life. Offering up a post-punk palette, the band's raw energy and raucous electro vibes are set to transform every venue into a brutalist playground. Their sensual, audacious tracks, laced with a subtle hint of rebellion, elicit a sense of nostalgia for a time you've never lived and a punk scene that's been dead before you even knew it existed. Grab your leather jackets and your best dancing shoes. It's not just about the music; it's about the culture, the community, the communion of like minds under the strobe lights. As the Peaches dare to be different, so should you. Join the tour and dive headfirst into the pool of audacious authenticity and raw expression. Don't sleep on this one — it's a rude awakening you won't want to miss.

Dim the lights, dial up the synth, and set your coordinates for Aragon Ballroom. LCD Soundsystem, the pulsing heart of New York's indie landscape, is set to take over the Windy City for a night that promises to be an immersive experience of sonic electricity. This isn't your run-of-the-mill band-in-a-box affair. This is a high voltage, feet-don't-fail-me-now, dance-yourself-clean, synth-laden spectacle.

Doors crack open at 7PM, with the real action rolling out at 8PM. And yeah, you gotta be 17 or older, but let's face it - the best LCD Soundsystem stories aren't written in crayon. Bring your ID, your dancing shoes, and perhaps a pinch of that existential dread that James Murphy has turned into an art form.

Remember, there's no re-entry and it's standing room only, so be warned: once you're in, you're in for the long, dance-fueled haul. Also, if you're under 17 but got a cool parent or legal guardian who's willing to chaperone (read: get lost in the throb of 'All My Friends'), you're in luck. Check out all the details at Aragon Ballroom's website.

See you there—if you're ready for a night that's more than just a momentary escape from your ennui-filled existence.