Hot Buttered Rum with Front Country, Majestic Theatre, 115 SW 2nd St. 7:30 p.m. $15 to $18
Hot Buttered Rum is the tits. Is that OK to say? Are we still allowed to share honest emotions like that? Or is this some weird science-fiction alternate reality where fascism has made it so I can’t use the word tits. Regardless, HBR is on fire right now after successfully crowdfunding their ambitious 3 Eps project and releasing the first of the promised records to great acclaim. This roots music outfit is basically built to play the Majestic, so you kind of owe it to them to show up. That’s how it works, right?
Brutal Bridges Band, Bombs Away Café, 2527 NW Monroe Ave. 9 p.m. Free
Now, on the other hand, if you like your roots music a little more local and a little more free of charge, Brutal Bridges has got your back. BBB hasn’t played around town in a little bit, so it’s nice to see them back on Monroe Avenue for a night of lively foot-stomping music. Also nice to see back on Monroe for a night of lively foot-stomping: prostitutes. I know, it may not sound like something to see, but until you’ve enjoyed a scantily clad young gigolo tap dancing in front of Mike’s Jersey Subs for customers, you sort of haven’t really lived yet. In unrelated news, I’ll probably be hanging out in front of Mike’s Jersey Subs a lot for the next few weeks…
Cherry and the Lowboys, Bombs Away Café, 2527 NW Monroe Ave. 9 p.m. $5
Cherry and the gang are back in town with their lovable brand of hotrod music. This trio does punk and rockabilly-infused music with a touch of swing, and they do with a healthy dose of panache. Which is style, and not a designer drug from the discos of France. Just making sure you understand what I mean. Though if there was ever a good show to do designer drugs from the dregs of Paris to, this is as good as any. In fact, if you’re looking, I have a guy. Holler at me.
LeMaster Abrams, Imagine Coffee, 5460 SW Philomath Blvd. 7 p.m. Free
This duo is headlining a week of great music at the ‘Gine, and they’re a unique little outfit. Lori LeMaster sings and plays banjo accompanied by Alex Abrams on the cello. Sound good? If you answered no, that’s cool. I don’t think any less of you. But I’m afraid I am going to have to report you to the authorities. Don’t sweat it, the Oregon folk jackboots will be gentle with you… I promise. LeMaster and Abrams have a truly unique and special bond that goes well beyond my snark, so check them out and find out about their amazing story and their music. Or else…
Pete Kozak, Imagine Coffee, 5460 SW Philomath Blvd. 7 p.m. Free
Pete Kozak should be a Corvallis standard. He plays lovely classics on guitar, mando, banjo, and anything he can get his hands on. I once saw him playing a six-inch turkey sub. It was crazy. Come to think of it, he might have just been humming while he ate lunch, but believe you me I was impressed. I was also creepily spying on him through the window of a Subway, but these little details are what make a story great, no?
Laura Meyer and Anna Tivel, Cloud & Kelly’s Public House, 126 SW 1st St. 9 p.m.
Anna Tivel is relatively new in town, but she’s been playing out frequently of late, including acclaimed appearances at Cloud’s, The Majestic, and the CHS Black Box in the past couple months. Here the folk sensation takes the stage with out-of-town up-and-comer Laura Meyer, who plays a pretty eclectic brand of soft folk that would go great with a breakup. How do I know? Her music was playing on my stereo when my dog ran away. And when the Cavs fired David Blatt. I know, folk music can be complex sh*t, man…
Majestic Reader’s Theatre Gross Indecency, Majestic Theatre, 115 SW 2nd St. 3 & 7 p.m. $10 to $12
Moises Kaufman’s (no relation) play about the trials and tribulations (both literal and figurative) of the great writer Oscar Wilde gets the Reader’s Theatre treatment, and it would be both gross and indecent of you to miss it. So don’t. There are two chances to catch this surely excellent production this Sunday, and so I’m not accepting any shabby excuses. “Waaah, It’s Sunday, I have to prepare for work tomorrow.” “Waaah, I don’t have $10 to $12 to spare for the arts.” “Waah, my house is on fire, someone please call 911!” Your lame excuses don’t carry water with me. See you there.
Blues Jam, Calapooia Brewing, 140 Hill St. NE, Albany. 4 p.m. Free
Blues jams happen. Regardless of whether or not you choose to be a part of them, they come off without a hitch every week. Should you choose to pull your head out of your a*s and start showing up to these free blues parties, there’ll be a group of friendlies happily awaiting your arrival with the smooth morose sounds of the blues. Oh, and booze. In fact, they should just call this Booze Jam, because I’m getting sh*t-faced at this event next time I go.
Fallopia, Cynosure, Angries and I’m Sorry, Interzone, 1563 NW Monroe Ave. 7 p.m. $5
Corvallis DIY has been allowing you to do it yourself for a long time now. Between you and me, I’ve been doing it myself for even longer, but I’m sort of unstoppably awesome. You can’t be expected to live up to such an example, so don’t beat yourself up. This time the kicka*s crew at Corvy DIY are bringing us Fallopia and Cynosure from Washington as well as Angries and I’m Sorry from our own backyard. In fact, they’re the ones who’ve been spooking all the animals in town and causing the skunks to attack your garbage cans. Nothing’s more rock ‘n’ roll than skunks.
Bryson Skaar, Imagine Coffee, 5460 SW Philomath Blvd. 7 p.m. Free
Bryson Skaar is continuing the run of great shows at the ‘Gine with his free weekly jazz piano gig. Is 52 free jazz shows a year too much? Not for me. But as I’ve told you on many occasions, I’m sort of uniquely excellent. But I’m not asking you to go to all of Bryson’s shows. Just this one. And maybe next week and the week after, too. What can I say? With great awesomeness comes great business of schedule. Or something like that.
Community Movie Night with Ygal Kaufman, Darkside Cinema, 215 SW 4th St. 7 p.m. Free
Buckle up, film fans. I know I say it’s a very special screening like every other week, but for reals people; it’s a very special screening of CMNYK this week. We’ll be watching the Roger Corman horror comedy classic, A Bucket of Blood (1959) starring character actor god Dick Miller. And guess who’s going to be introducing the screening via Skype from his home in Los Angeles? Kanye West. Ha. Just kidding, it’s Dick Miller. The Dick Miller, 87-year-old, living legend, Dick Miller. Plus a special musical performance from Justin Schepige on the organ playing along with the Harold Lloyd silent short comedy, An Eastern Westerner (1920) before the newsreels and cartoons roll. You can go to other movie screenings if you want. But that would just be silly…
Grape Day 2016, LaSells Stewart Center, 875 SW 26th St. 9 a.m. $65 (advance registration required)
What the hell is Grape Day? I don’t really know, but it does promise to be a lot of stuff about wine. Or maybe grape soda. I’m not really sure, but I tend to doubt there’s a $65 cover for people to go learn about Fanta. This whole thing is a big wet dream for wine lovers, and LaSells is sort of the perfect place for such a thing. The event for wine lovers, I mean. Not wet dreams. Well, why not both? It’s 2016. The old rules about what’s acceptable in public are sort of passé, am I right?
Nathan Fox, Bombs Away Café, 2527 NW Monroe Ave. 9 p.m. Free
Nathan Fox sings softly and sweetly. Not really my cup of tea, but I also like Screaming Lord Sutch and significantly worse-sounding singers than that. So if softly and sweetly is for you, than Nathan Fox has got the goods. He’s been on tour for his whole life and longer according to his webpage. I’m somewhat skeptical, but as I’ve already pointed out, I’m sort of the worst. But with a $0 cover, I don’t really see what you have to lose by going to check out the fantastic Mr. Fox over here. Bombs away, bitches.
Psycho, Whiteside Theatre, 361 SW Madison Ave. 7 p.m. $5
Perhaps Hitchcock’s most iconic and oft-referenced film gets the lavish Whiteside welcome it deserves. Will you be there to enjoy it? I wonder. I’m not so sure how cool you really are. This film is just about perfect. From Anthony Perkins’ chillingly spooky and sympathetic portrayal of Norman Bates to Martin Balsam’s brilliantly kooky fall down the stairs, this thrilling classic is just the best. If you have already seen it, go see it again. And if you’ve never seen it, now you’ll get what all the fuss is about. Or maybe you won’t. I never accused you of being a genius…
LMNO, Bombs Away Café, 2527 NW Monroe Ave. 9 p.m. Free
You see how I got confused, right? LMNO is also the name of a mildly popular MC from Florida. And he’s even played here a couple times, so when you google LMNO, he’s the one who comes up. Because the kids these days like the hippity hop. But our LMNO is a stellar multi-genre experimental jazz outfit featuring members of Xenat-ra, Space Neighbors, Walk the Plank, The Svens… basically every good band that plays in town. LMNO doesn’t play out as much as they should, which is a shame because they’re terrif. That’s an abbrev of how I feel about LMNO. Because the kids these days also abbreviate stuff. Like their educations. Boom. Commentary!
C.J. Boyd, Imagine Coffee, 5460 SW Philomath Blvd. 7:30 p.m. Free
Boyd is an odd duck experimental bassist who plays music that I honestly could never see myself standing in a room listening to. That doesn’t mean much, because I say the same thing about Elton John, and basically the whole world loves him. C.J. is no Elton John. He’s more like a dude Elton John used to date but stopped because the music was poisoning his positive vibes. It’s great weird stuff and I highly endorse outside-the-Corvallis-mold jams (read: not Americana) like this one, lest they stop appearing. Also, Boyd is from Texas, which is one of my favorite states. And he’s on what he calls “perpetual tour” driving a vehicle he describes as a “jambulance.” So yeah. Go.