PARAMORE
7 p.m., Riverfest Amphitheatre. $25-$30.
The kids will be out in full force. So: angular haircuts, tapered too-tight jeans, dye jobs, hipster bouffants, Hot Topic everything and lots and lots of texting. Paramore is huge. Like Avril Lavigne, to whom Paramore is often favorably compared, huge. Like possibly soon-to-be Fall Out Boy huge. It’s easy to not be a kid and listen to Paramore’s lyrics of teen-age angst and roll your eyes (or get a nostalgic pang of awkward times past), but it’s refreshing, at least, to hear a band that sounds earnest instead of contrived-by-middle-aged-corporate-execs bitchy (we see you, Avril), and lead singer Haley Williams, who sports a fluorescent orange haircut and comes, awesomely, from Meridian, Miss., sings with more force than just about anyone in her generation. Next time Paramore comes through, expect to see them in Alltel. Phantom Planet, the popular Cali rockers who came to Juanita’s back in March, open the show with Jack’s Mannequin and Paper Route.