Oh, boy. This has the potential to be either (a) amazing or (b) a trainwreck … or (c) an amazing trainwreck.

The last time I saw Destroyer was late last year in Tucson when he toured with the New Pornographers. It’s fair to say he was a little inebriated. And make no mistake: Destroyer plays on songs Destroyer writes. No more, no less. And I sorta picture Destroyer talking about himself in the third person, this image of a character a friend and I conjured up after seeing him stumble on and off the stage.

I haven’t taken to his solo material as much as his contributions to the New Pornographers (and the Hello, Blue Roses project), but there’s not a chance I’m missing this show.

• Destroyer | Foam Hands

Around mid-March, the concert calendar really picks up, with bands either going to or coming from South by Southwest in Austin. So if I can’t go to SXSW, I’m happy to at least absorb the residual effects.

The Helio Sequence, whose new record on Sub Pop, Keep Your Eyes Ahead, comes out Jan. 29, is coming through with another Sub Pop band, Grand Archives. Place: Rhythm Room. Time: 8 p.m. Tickets: Right here.

I haven’t had the good fortune to get my hands on Keep Your Eyes Ahead, but I’ve enjoyed the lead single by the same name. If it’s any indication, the duo has lost a little of its electronic leanings for a more polished, traditional approach. I missed ’em the last time they came through, so this one’s circled on the calendar.

Stream Keep Your Eyes Ahead in its entirety at the group’s MySpace page.

• The Helio Sequence | Keep Your Eyes Ahead
• Grand Archives | Torn Blue Foam Couch

WHILE WE’RE AT IT, Sub Pop has released for download a second single off Band of Horses’ fantastic Cease to Begin, and No One’s Gonna Love You is, without question, my favorite song on the album.

Its misleading title makes the payoff of the chorus all the more sweet: “No one’s gonna love you / more than I do.” I feel like BoH probably should have employed parentheses for the title in this case: No One’s Gonna Love You (More Than I Do). I’m sure they appreciate my input.

• Band of Horses | No One’s Gonna Love You

Thought I was gonna have to make another trip to Los Angeles to see a band, but Editors have kindly included Arizona – Marquee Theatre in Tempe, to be exact – on their tour with Hot Hot Heat and Louis XIV.

Tickets ($17.25 advance; $18 day of) on sale here.

I had a chance to interview Editors bassist Russell Leetch (they were in Florida and seemed to be having a lovely time) and will link to story when, you know, I actually write it.

I’m looking forward to see if Editors live up to the raves they seem to get for their live shows. It seems like the bigger songs from An End Has a Start might make for a more spacious presence on stage. In one interview I read, singer Tom Smith described The Back Room as “claustrophobic,” which I would agree with after the band stretched out a bit on the new one.

Video for Smokers Outside the Hospital Doors on Later with Jools Holland:

I can’t believe that after seeing Frank Turner last March I haven’t written about his EP, Campfire Punkrock. Good thing, then, that the physical CD just became available in the U.S. on Jan. 8 through Welcome Home Records. It gives me a good reason to strongly urge you to go out and buy it.

I hadn’t heard of Frank Turner before that show in March, and it’s safe to say he left a big impression. Campfire Punkrock gets regular rotation around here for its rowdy flair and drunken honesty. His thick English accent while singing and ability to, ahem, paint a picture in the span of three minutes draws the obvious comparisons to Billy Bragg. But it’s hard to think of a better way to describe Turner than the three simple words he chose on his MySpace page: Folk / punk / country. And that about sums it up – a punk-rock star in the body of a folk singer.

What I said back in March still holds true: “What can you say about a guy with a Black Flag tattoo on his wrist and a Metallica sticker on his (acoustic) guitar? His words feel familiar and unpretentious – we all have our problems and Turner happens to write excellent songs about them.”

One of my favorite tracks on Campfire is This Town Ain’t Big Enough for the One of Me, one of the best kiss-off songs that the Onion AV Club overlooked. This is an anthem for anyone feeling stuck, running around in circles in a place they’ve outgrown: “I still want to be buried here, just like I said, but I’d prefer it if you’d wait until I’m actually dead.”

• Frank Turner | The Real Damage

Watch the video for The Real Damage.

Campfire Punkrock also is available at eMusic.