PELICAN7 p.m., Vino's. $10 adv., $12 d.o.s.
get called a lot of names. Post-rock. Instru-metal. Prog. Arty. But none of those, and at least a half dozen other less awful-sounding sub-genres, quite do the trick. In fact, Pelican would probably just as soon you think of it, as the group self-identifies on MySpace, as “other.” Fair enough. But for our purposes, how 'bout some other adjectives? Since debuting, in 2003, on Hydra Head Records, the Chicago quartet has made its name on dense, moody instrumentals that split the difference between Melvins-style sludge and the moody experimentation of, say, Explosions in the Sky. Either way, bring your earplugs. Particularly since the band's new material — its first release for Southern Lord — is apparently heavier, darker and more “riff-oriented,” according to Pelican's Trevor De Brauw. Another Southern Lord act, Wolves in the Throne Room
, opens with Tombs