Such ridiculous rumors about those people called Roma (gypsies, to you pejorative stoopers)-that they steal children, that they play punk rock. The latter, of course, is true of New York's Gogol Bordello, ramshackle gypsy-punks who mix cabaret, three-chord vitriol and music of the Ukraine, the homeland of frontman Eugene Hütz. Hütz was evacuated after that nuclear oops in Chernobyl. The dude lived in refugee camps and became transfixed on the culture of immigrant diaspora. With accordion, sax, fiddle and rock tools, Gogol has completely swooned NYC's bacchanalian immigrant population, plus a few art-fag hipsters. At their May 17 Casbah gig, they'll be showcasing a new side project, JUF, which is described as "a discotheque where belly dancers, punks and rastaheads mix in a tranceglobal dancehall with Balkan, hip-hop, punk-disco, dub and rai beats." Potato eaters unite. Over at SOMA on May 16, the best damn girl-squealing punk rockers in the land, Sleater Kinney, ply their three-part vocal sharpness, proving this author wrong that females aren't suitably nurtured into feral rock beasts. Playing with them is the talented indie-pop duo from Portland, Ore., Quasi, whose last album Hot Shit was pretty much just that. Local art-punks The Plot to Blow Up the Eiffel Tower continue their plot to blow up at The Epicentre on May 13, contorting their faces and strangling themselves with mic chords as saxophones blurt through their onstage anarchy. Young vegan punks have quite a good triple bill at Che Café on May 14 with Kansas City's The Casket Lottery, an emo band with a brain and some fiery guitar work, with So-Cal's rootsy power-poppers Limbeck, who just signed to NYC indie Tiger Style Records, as well as Operatic, a good Jawbox-like band from Encinitas. Metal fans with a sense of history should rejoice that Death Angel has returned from the brink of major label fallout, drug rehab and the general wear and tear of the trash-metal scene. They're celebrating the release of their violent new bag o' tricks, The Art of Dying at Brick by Brick on May 15. More great metal comes in the form of Sweden's In Flames, toting Sabbath sludge and progressive riffage to Soma on May 15. And a multi-million selling band that was deservingly written off-Austin's Fastball-plays a discreet show at Blind Melon's on May 18. Trust me-between the pop pap of All the Pain Money Can Buy and this year's Keep Your Wig On-these dudes somehow became cool. And good. They're playing with David Garza. Hermosa punk staples Pennywise want you to chant along for two nights in a row-at Soma on May 14 for the kiddos, and May 15 at 4th & B for the aging punks. Guilty pleasure of the week is the sugary pop of Maxeen, who's great when they're not overdoing the ska. Thirty-something alt-rock fans shouldn't miss the oldies but goodies of Psychedelic Furs with Berlin at Pechanga on May 14. The sleeper show this week just might be Big Elf at The Casbah on May 12, a California stoner rock band that's impressively throwback glam. And finally, I must disagree with hipster-dissing CityBeat critic Will K. Shilling (see page 22), and give big ups to dios, a band from Hawthorne stuck beautifully between The Flaming Lips and Grandaddy. They're at The Casbah on May 15.