Julie Christmas may have an innocent-sounding name, but as a front woman she's like a high-voltage line dancing on a wet sidewalk. Last fall she put out records with Battle of Mice and Made Out of Babies, and though the former project--a short-lived collaboration with the Red Sparowes' Josh Graham that disintegrated along with their relationship--was perhaps more innovative, Made Out of Babies is searingly brutal and freakishly elegant, in the grand tradition of the Jesus Lizard (with maybe a hint of Nausea from back in the day). On the band's second album, Coward (Neurot), Christmas's savage voice is the white-hot molten core of the music, and the guitars, drums, and bass seem to burst out of it like eruptions of poisonous gas. Most impressively, this turbulent mayhem is entrancing and even transporting, not simply bludgeoning: it feels like taking an out-of-body trip to watch the fantastic interstellar violence the Hubble telescope captured in some of its eeriest photos. Mouth of the Architect and Raise the Red Lantern open. a 9:30 PM, Empty Bottle, 1035 N. Western, 773-276-3600 or 866-468-3401, $8.