DECEMBER 19

Boston harbors its own curious sort of female vocalist. Let other cities have their Kim Gordons, their Courtney Loves, their growling testaments to feminine rage. One Beantown babe has all the hate, the frustration, the shock value of any other jilted and jaded singer, but everything that issues from her lips simply sounds like a dream. Across the pond, she’d be called a snappier Harriet Wheeler. And increasingly, these honey-throated Tanya Donellys, Kristin Hershes, and Kim and Kelley Deals have been leaving their male backups and pursuing soaring heights all by themselves. Which leaves Juliana Hatfield. She too has the sweet, earthy voice of her musicland sisters, and she, nearly before anyone, left her wonderfully successful band, the Blake Babies, to go solo. So why has Juliana been left behind? Her potential No. 1-one hits have been overshadowed by the abundance of femme fare on the airwaves. If you listen to her newest EP, please do not disturb, you’ll hear a harder-edged Juliana, an emotionally wounded Juliana, a Juliana who feels it’s finally her turn to shine. And it is. With Triple Fast Action at 9 p.m. at the 9:30 Club, 815 V St. NW. $10. (202) 393-0930. (Sharada Chidambaram)