The Ettes + Heavy Cream at Schubas | Concert preview

And the garage-rock revival rolls on. Except, garage rock never went away, so what was there to revive? Pre-punk, postpunk, on the charts and in the underground, garage is one of those templates whose simplicity ensures a perpetual presence.

So, yeah, Nashville’s Ettes, led by the spark plug of a singer Coco Hames, bears a passing resemblance to just about every like-minded band that came before it. But that’s the whole point. The group’s allegiance to relentless hooks, unabating fuzz, motorcycle cool and reckless fun is as infectious as you’d expect. And Coco, Poni and Jem are still the best-named threesome in rock. The new, diverse Wicked Will is a particularly potent and propulsive big bang explosion of tuneful, ’tudeful swagger and sexiness, from the rockabilly rumble of “My Baby Cried” to the sad, dusty twang of “The Worst There Is.”

Fellow female-led Nashville act Heavy Cream opens with a similar formula, but so what? The uncouth quartet is loud, fast, out of control and all the better for it. Danny, the band’s latest, speeds through 12 tracks in 19 minutes. Snot rockets like “Summer Bummer” and “Up Chuck” suggest if the Ettes are in the garage for nostalgia, Heavy Cream is hanging out in there for the fumes.