Faux Fox, DJ Wild in the Streets, Laura Palmer

Yet another eclectic cavalcade of cacophonous curiosities commences at Rubber Gloves in Denton, where it's beginning to sound, if not look, a bit like Manhattan's Lower East Side. If you think contemporary music is desperately lacking in tambourine accompaniment, you'll love DJ Wild in the Streets as she plays, as they say, "the platters that matter." Dipping into a seemingly bottomless crate of "pop internationale" from the '60s and '70s, Lady Wild's arsenal includes everything from psychedelic French folk ballads to danceable Bollywood soundtracks. Acoustic chanteuse Laura Palmer will then defy all known medical science, simultaneously tickling your heartstrings, plucking your funny bone and kicking you square in the genitals. Metaphorically. I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that Prince William's set will dramatically alter the vibe after an appetizer of garage rock and dirty folk songs, switching up the mood with a palate-cleansing course of dirty galactic krunk. Austin's Zom Zoms will then make their synthesizers sweat, producing psychotic new wave monstrosities that could melt a steel wall, before Faux Fox ignites the evening with furious electro-pop gems that make Ric Ocasek and Gary Numan sound like Simon and Garfunkel. Not a bad way to spend five bucks and a Saturday night.