Boy howdy DIT friendly reading personnel, there is quite the festival coming up, filled with bands, (unconfirmed) naked chicks, and wieners. Louie’s Trophy House (and Grill) is hosting Wienerfest: Part Deux Saturday night and will be selling hot dogs for the wonderfully appetizing price of one US dollar. But since wieners may not be tempting to everyone, there will also be a five acts playing throughout the night starting at 9 p.m.  until 1 a.m. for wiener aficionado and wiener protestor alike to feed their musical appetites.

Leaving behind all other interpretations or expectations of how a band should perform or what they should sound like, Forget the Times can range from sinister overtures of new-jazz to exasperating noise-rock jams.  There is always a tension behind the sound of the group, a hum, or hanging tone in the air that arises in a cerebral throbbing that leaves listeners in between dazzled and diaspora. Forget the Times rides the wave twixt schizophrenic soundtrack and heady lullaby of honeyed notes. Comparing them to something you’ve heard probably wouldn’t make much sense, because even though guitar-heavy rhythms provide a bit of familiarity to those new to the band, the ever changing cast of characters the band utilizes (they have around 10 “members” in their free-jazz collective) promises a unique experience for every show.

The four-piece instrumental indie rhythm group Chinook focuses on repeated melodies that are as smooth and delicate as ice melting on glass. While recently suggesting the desire for a vocalist (and  they are currently sorting that out), these four guys are tight when it comes to the build-up and layering of their indie-rock orchestrations. Each piece sounds intricate, with non-verbal stories dancing around in the back of listeners’ eyelids and settings taking place within the eardrum. Listeners will enjoy the busy-sound of an indie band’s emotional torrent without the sometimes pleading whine of the vocals.

Relatively new to the scene as a group, Brass Bows has solid rhythms and brazen vocals from their female lead, bringing a hard-rock feel in the vein of Stikyfut. The group has no recorded material, but is full of crude, salty humor that is perfectly welcome at the second installment of Wienerfest. Expect much shredding upon the guitar and playful devices from the driving rhythm section while getting snarled at. Good times (and a DIT Session) from these folks soon.

The aforementioned shredding.

Angry, angsty, and sweating music out of their pores and injected straight into your ears, the talented screamo-duo Great American Witch Hunt provides a hard-core edge to the eclectic night. Each word sounds like it spat out from gritted teeth and begging for listen. With intermittent breakdowns, GAWH provides talented instrumentality behind Pterodactyl screeches. Their songs sound like a constant break-up fight, and always end with pang of hurt.

With the roar of demonic guitars and bombastic drums in the background, Fine Fine Titans is rather intense. While usually sitting firmly in the mad-god realm of screamo, with blood-walls of guitar hurdling toward listeners with the force of a thousand evils, lead singer Jennifer Bartlett will occasionally break into a narrative-voice to complete the story of a specific song. Sometimes her voice will reel back into a hard-rock tone akin to old Ozzy O. All their songs are bursts of energy, be they comprised of screams or brazen ballads, so  be ready to get rocked.  And if buying wieners isn’t your style, save up your dollars for Fine Fine Titans debut EP “Arms,” dropping sometime this summer.

Bearded titans.

Entrance is going to cost wiener-goers five dollars, and all subsequent wieners after entrance one dollar. Show starts at 9 p.m. Enjoy the food, and respect the venue.