Now in its fourth year, P.T. Murphy and David Parr's show continues to "take the 'ic' out of magic." Classic bits involving card tricks and swallowed needles blend with anecdotes about Chicago's history as a magic capital and Murphy and Parr's own youthful obsessions with the craft. The two deliver a bombast-free evening of chamber illusions, bantering easily with each other and the audience in a spare and intimate setting. A chilling interlude invoking H.H. Holmes, the serial killer immortalized as the "devil in the White City," reminds us that no amount of prestidigitation can reveal the motivations of monsters. --Kerry Reid $20, no one under 13 years old admitted
If their aim was to capitalize on burned-out Record Store Day shoppers, Dusty Groove and Maria's have timed the launch of their "Diggin' Dusties" series perfectly. Peruse DG's new releases in the comfort of your own drunkenness days after wrestling that greedy asshole for the last Lana Del Rey single. —Asher Klein