When: Wed., Dec. 12, 9:30 p.m. 2012
By day T.J. Cowgill is the proprietor of and lead designer for Actual Pain, a Seattle-based streetwear line whose designs—based largely on imagery borrowed from occultism and esoteric heavy metal—I am chronically addicted to. (He initially started the line as something of a joke, but last year Kanye wore an Actual Pain cap to a runway show, which is about the biggest possible deal in the streetwear universe.) By night Cowgill transforms into King Dude, a one-man band that's about as dark as any of the T-shirts he's made. This fall he released an album, Burning Daylight (Dais), whose songs combine Johnny Cash at his bleakest, Nick Cave at his most archly southern gothic, field recordings of house fires, a baritone croak that sounds like what would happen if Leonard Cohen chain-smoked a dozen cartons of Camel straights, and (believe it or not) a pervasive sense of doom. It probably won't appeal to anyone who doesn't regularly dress in all black and/or in clothing decorated with images of Baphomet, but there's always been something a little off about people who don't, am I right? —Miles Raymer Energy Gown opens.
Price: $10, $8 in advance