Recently, I watched a television program called Seven Ages of Rock. Among the many issues I had with the show (only seven ages of rock, ending with '90s Britpop?), chief among them was the coverage of late '80s, early '90s American alternative music. Only R.E.M. and Nirvana were discussed. The Pixies were briefly mentioned, but only to explain why "Smells like Teen Spirit" is such a good song.

Though the television show never acknowledged it, if one were to wander left of the dial at that time I don't think it would have been so unusual to hear a band that sounded an awful lot like Bacon Moon. Their name may conjure up the fleet of psychedelic bands that sound as if they picked their names from words in a hat (Strawberry Alarm Clock, et al.), but Bacon Moon's music is firmly planted in the lo-fi alternative rock of the early '90s.

"We have our own individual influences," says lead singer Jon Moon. "It just kind of mixes together into this weird thing that works for us."

Upon listening to Bacon Moon, after sifting through the lo-fi hums and rattles, it becomes clear that there is a good deal of humor at play. Take "Lets Get Together" as an example. Moon sings about how excited he is to form a band, write some tunes and "rock your face off." He promises us that he has a lot to say. Later on, it's suggested he might just want to form a band so that he can win over a girl, which is about as honest as you can be about wanting to make music.

Bacon Moon has a quality similar to Guided by Voices. As with Robert Pollard's GBV, Bacon Moon possess a preternatural gift for pop structure, for constructing these humble little gems that stubbornly stick in your head - try as you might to shake them loose.

[Le Voyeur, Bacon Moon with Oxcart, Ralpheene, Friday, June 18, 10 p.m., no cover, 404 Fourth Ave. East, Olympia, 360.943.5710]