KIM SHATTUCK had one of the great sing-screams in rock, a perpetually fraying alto instrument that she could seamlessly dial in and out of light rasp, medium frog and full-throated scream while navigating bubblegum melodies that dangled on the hyphen in pop-punk like a thousand ballerinas crowd surfing to a thousand RAMONES songs. She made every part of this seem easy. I once asked her, after a MUFFS show in the mid-'90s, when she had already been at it for than a decade, how she took care of her voice. She told me she didn’t. She was, I like to imagine, protected by punk-rock angels. I wish I knew where those angels were Wednesday, when Shattuck died after a two-year battle with ALS. She never became a major star but she was beloved in the pop-punk community going back to her time as the bassist in the PANDORAS in the '80s, through her formation in the early '90s of the Muffs, who stand somewhere between the BUZZCOCKS and GREEN DAY on my MOUNT RUSHMORE of pop-punk, and on through her stints in a million other bands including a memorably short one in the reunited PIXIES, who apparently didn't appreciate her fondness for either stagediving or talking about her feelings. In the Muffs, she screamed about her feelings and the angels loved her for it and they let her vocal cords fray and fray without ever falling apart. They also, perhaps, helped Shattuck and her band hang on with WARNER BROS. through three albums, the first two certified pop-punk classics. Or maybe it's just that it was the '90s and a coed band that sounded like JOAN JETT fronting the SHANGRI-LAS in a distortion-pedal factory actually made corporate sense, because sometimes record companies can be angels, too, if only for a moment. RIP... A new way to try to beat the bots: Re-sell the exact tickets they're trying to re-sell, at deep discounts, to hardcore fans. "You're trying to sell Row K, Seat 109? LOL, we just sold it ourselves." The logistics of this seem complicated, and potentially super messy, but shoutout TEGAN AND SARA for creative concert commerce... "BTS Is Back," proclaims the HOLLYWOOD REPORTER in the headline over SETH ABRAMOVITCH's entertaining cover story on the K-pop mega-group that had been gone for—checking my notes—five weeks... Who writes about drugs and alcohol the most, rappers or rockers?... PLÁCIDO DOMINGO resigns from the LOS ANGELES OPERA, while continuing to deny a growing swarm of sexual harassment allegations. He was a flawed but immeasurably important "face and voice of opera in L.A.," writes LA TIMES music critic MARK SWED... Infamous Canadian rock band dragged into the mess that is American politics in 2019 via a manipulated, um, photograph... RIP also: BARRIE MASTERS, who didn't need no politician to tell him things he shouldn't be, GIYA KANCHELI and MYRON BLOOM.