U.S. garage rock may be at the heart of Planet of the Wolves, but no American band could have made it. Because no statesiders still believe in rocking as much as Guitar Wolf does. True, a group that names a song “Kung Fu Ramone’s Passion,” covers “Satisfaction,” and prints lyrics to “Rumble” (in toto: “Rock ‘n Roll! YEAH!”) can’t be immune to irony, but the Wolf’s flashes of lo-fi distortion and slabs of white-hot feedback reveal nothing if not a seriousness of purpose. Seiji, Billy, and Toru (“guitarwolf,” “basswolf,” and yes, “drumwolf,” respectively) combine the structures and attitude of the Stooges with the timbres of Sonic Youth. Who’d have figured that when Motor City ’69 met “Death Valley ’69” it’d be in the Japan of 1997? With the Demolition Doll Rods and the Cramps at 7:30 p.m. at the 9:30 Club, 815 V St. NW. $15. (202) 393-0930. (Glenn Dixon)