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Published on April 09, 2008

I imagine Andrew Hung and Benjamin John Power are the kind of people who keep a pile of Hallmark cards for every occasion stashed in their kitchen drawer. Sure, they play noise music—but it's noise music with heart. It's aggression with a glass of milk. Sprawling and expansive, echoing and oscillating, Fuck Buttons balance pulsating noise with softer, more polite tones. The duo works within strict confines, with glacial drone and well-posed repetition that manages to not feel worn out after the ninth minute. Even though Street Horrrsing is 94 percent instrumental, the tones themselves are soaked in so much emotion. This could be the soundtrack to the impending apocalypse, and somehow they make it feel okay. With Caribou. 21+. $12/$15 day of show. 9 p.m. 629 Cedar Ave., Minneapolis; 612.333.7499. —Erin Roof

TUESDAY 4.15

Anti-Flag

First Avenue

With Pennzoil-slick punk production and political sensibilities that seem informed by irate high-schoolers copping a drag on cigarettes outside Cosmic Charlie's, Pittsburgh power-punks Anti-Flag seem hell bent on making themselves an easy target for the knuckle-tattoo set who still remembers seeing Minor Threat at the Entry. But however skin-deep you find their political stances, they have focused the frustrations of the nation's adolescents into political outrage, and they keep their fans thinking hard enough to scan the front page of the Wall Street Journal on their way to the Wedge. So what if you've grown up? Remember when a band actually made you take your fist out of your pocket and put it in the air? Sure you do. So be a sport and don't spoil the fun. With Street Dogs, the Briggs, and Fake Problems. $15/$17 at the door. 5 p.m. 701 First Ave. N, Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —David Hansen

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