Sic Alps hail from the same effervescent Bay Area garage scene as Ty Segall and Nobunny. They ply bright, psychedelic guitar sounds and offbeat lyrics, but their music is ultimately more pockmarked than paisley, with gnarly guitar textures and walloping drums so forceful they poke holes in the "screen of reality." Too stoney for you? Deal with it - this is a band with a track called "I Am Grass," and a shambling, low-burning take on old-fashioned, distortion-heavy rock 'n' roll. The trio makes music that's hella grimy; dirt-under-your-fingernails, fingers-sticky-from-resin, calluses-from-too-much-riffing kinda grimy. You might need a bath afterwards, but you'll have a hell of a time at this show. 

[Northern, with Maxines, Basemint, 8 p.m., all-ages, 321 Fourth Ave. E., Olympia, northernolympia.org]