Last week, we posted director Jimmy Hubbard’s "Try To Disappear" video for Baroness, which was made up of live performance and backstage footage. This week, Hubbel gives Philly’s own Nothing the similar treatment; however, he captures the hazy, drug-induced feelings of the band’s music during editing for the single "Curse Of The Sun". Embrace its hallucinogenic warmth. Nothing is currently on an extensive European tour that will be pushing forward into the middle of next month.

Mannequin Pussy frontwoman Marisa Dabice pulls you in with her coy, vulnerable verses, before unleashing a bit of fury in the chorus of "Romantic". The title track from the band’s forthcoming album (due out October 28 via Tiny Engines) is brief but poignant. The quartet will be most likely performing this single and many others from the record at PhilaMOCA on Thursday, September 29 opening for Ohio’s All Dogs.

The Anniversary announced their reunion tour earlier this spring, and it will be rolling into town this Friday, September 9 at Underground Arts with Laura Stevenson and Extra Classic. We’d love to send you and a companion to this momentous occasion. So if you’ve been dying to see this happen, get in touch! To enter for a chance to win a pair of tix, just send an email to thedelimagazinephiladelphia@gmail.com with the subject line "Happy Anniversary!" Please also include your cell number in the body of the message (in case of an emergency). Good luck!

Krust Toons: "Stop" by Teddy Hazard – please feel free to drop him a line at teddandthehazards@gmail.com if you dig or have any funny ideas. You can also check out more of his illustrations and animation shorts HERE.

Hilariously showcasing footage from Perry Shall’s bar mitzvah in 1998 (filmed by Joe Grisafi), the new music video for Hound’s “Cold Blooded” gets weird in a raging, good-natured way. Found on their 2015 release Out Of Space (SRA Records), the power trio’s blistering, full-go sonic mentality unites with Mike Simpson’s editing prowess, creating candid moments by zooming in at opportune times, establishing a new contextual framework. You can catch Hound at Ortlieb’s on Friday, November 11 with Ape!, Tournament, and ToWer.

Dog (Bald Spot Records), the freshly released EP from Horsecops, goes straight to your skull. Amid the heady stoner fuzz, transferable backend, loaded with energy, carves out an accessible door. Low-simmering wafts of semi-chaotic haze are contrasted via brief, impactful, instrumental blows. However, the final track, “B-Side,” offers a long-form slow-cooker.

Rowdy, rambunctious, rumbling, percussion pummeling serves as the blunt energetic force behind the slow-burning, emotive fuse of Loose Tooth. There’s a somewhat sentimental stewing as the melodic pop-punk narratives unfold, and then the switch flips; the quartet accelerates into top gear, bringing an aggressive avalanche of sound along the way. The lyrically incisive yet playful electro-folk, bedroom-pop of Scott Leitch, a.k.a. Shelf Life, and the seductively smooth yet consistently surging sounds of Blue Smiley will be joining them. And performing for the first time in Philly, New York-based Poppies completes this Guild presented event at Kung Fu Necktie tonight. Kung Fu Necktie 1250 N. Front St., 7pm, $7, 21+ (Photo by Peter Murray) – Michael Colavita

Catch the first free show ever at Johnny Brenda’s! Here’s a rundown of what you can expect to see upstairs. Producer extraordinaire Jeff Zeigler slips further into the space-age experimental pool of Valley Exit. With a somewhat fluid cast of characters that includes April Harkanson (Downtown Club, Myrrias), Steve Urgo (Myrrias), Josh Meakim (A Sunny Day In Glasgow, The Fantastic Imagination), the band swiftly shifts among a wide expanse of electronic exploration in an accessible yet discovery-oriented mode. This evening’s show will feature the dynamic pairing of Attia Taylor & Corey Duncan (Oh! Pears), who has recently returned after a stint as a resident on the West Coast), a.k.a. Strange Parts. Their fresh single,  “Asleep in the Flowers,” effortlessly combines Taylor’s enchanting vocals with a heavy dose of percussion and synth, developing a deep hypnotic groove that you’ll be in no rush to pull yourself out of, offering a glimpse into their multi- dimensional tones. Emily Robb (Lantern, Louie Louie, Myrrias) rounds out this free night of music with her collection of vinyl for your listening pleasure. Johnny Brenda’s, 1201 N. Frankford Ave., 9:15pm, Free, 21+ (Strange Parts Photo by Adam Haney) – Michael Colavita

NAH, a.k.a. Michael Kuhn, has been working on a full-length album, Michael, for the past year. As he gets closer to the finish line, we are treated to a dope-ass new track in "same fucking line". His rhythmic diction gets your blood racing before slyly laying down a hot groove and sucking you into his vortex of sound. Come be invigorated by the one-man band when NAH opens for Mykki Blanco on Thursday, Sept. 15 at PhilaMOCA! (Photo by Emily Burtner)

Philly rockers Them Jones craft far-out riffs and psych-drenched anthems, reviving and reinventing soundscapes reminiscent of the Age of Aquarius on their new LP A Mountain of Nonsense.

Beginning with the steady buzz of “Mended All Made Clean,” the five-piece’s efforts make one take notice, as reverbed screams and gritty cymbals collide with satisfying repetition and impassioned diction. As if filling the narrative chasm between Mikal Cronin’s “Gone” and Ty Segall’s “Inside Your Heart,” Them Jones’ album opener sinks deep into the hearts of listeners without pretense or apology. “Hollow Man” captivates in a similar fashion by teaching its audience patience as atmospheric dissonance gives way to melodic guitar and harmonized vocals that paint a glaringly relatable portrait of a man with “wounds to mend.” A deliciously contemplative downer, the track is as haunting as its namesake suggests. Soon after its end, the infectious tempo and throbbing beat of “Outburst” fills the silence, switching the mood of the album from the musings of a contemplative loner to the pulsating heart of an unabashed romantic.

The bluesy growl of “One of These Days” casts a spell on its own terms, making the most of initially sparse but precise instrumentation, before blooming into an audible homage to the genre’s predecessors as well as its current greats. Furthered by “Acute Mountain Sickness Blues” and the addictive hook of “Honeytrap,” Them Jones prove that their metaphors are as memorable as their ability to shred. As the album progresses, the dreamy melody of “My Heroine Pretends” suitably precedes the delectable swagger of “Well Enough Alone,” which serves as the perfect prelude for the introspective depth of “Jennifer, My Plastic Girl” and “The Shrinking Violet Light,” which resurrects the candidness of Jay Reatard and the poetic genius of The White Stripes pre-De Stijil.

Ending with the delectably menacing “Now I Become Death” and trippy glory of “These Canyons,” A Mountain of Nonsense should be considered quintessential for any music lover. Them Jones’ official debut LP is well-deserving of heavy rotation and adoration. – Dianca London