Octagrape like to describe their music with cutesy terms like "hazy rabbits foot jams," but what they really deal with is searing noise. The only way I can see a rabbit's foot as a metaphor for Octagrape is to imagine the silky fur as it transitions to the crusty ankle part that always tops off your lucky foot. Yes, there's noise largely permeating the San Diego group, and yes, that crusty ankle bit is probably more indicative of the majority of Octagrape, but there's still silk to be found in the tumultuous squalls of sound. As hectic as things can get with this band, there's still a certain attention to detail when it comes to hooky choruses and deceptively sweet chord progressions. Octagrape don't want to scare you; they want you to join them.

OCTAGRAPE, w/ Trumans Water, Permanent Makeup, Skrill Meadow, 8 p.m., Northern, 414 ½ Legion Way, Olympia, $5