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Slow, Pioneers!; Sputnik Kaputnik & the Technical Manuals; Power Haunts
Sun., May 26, 8 p.m.Rock, Pop, Etc
773-248-8400The Comedy Rock Show
Through 5/28: Tue 8 PMImprov/Sketch
Comedy music performed in a wide array of genres. $7
Sexomedy
Wed., May 29, 7:30 p.m.Theater & Performance
Melissa DuPrey understands what few of us are willing to admit: sex is fucking hilarious. In her comic monologue Sexomedy, DuPrey shares her most embarrassing—and hairy—sexual experiences. Reader contributor Justin Hayford writes that "DuPrey's clear-eyed comedy is as necessary as it is transgressive."
$15
Sexomedy
Through 5/29: Wed 7:30 PMTheater & Performance
Forty-one years after the first edition of Our Bodies, Ourselves, a publicity-seeking moron can still get serious attention by equating contraception with sexual deviance. So God knows what sort of uproar Melissa DuPrey may create with this candid, hilarious, hypersexual monologue. DuPrey spends 60 shame-free minutes chronicling every action, fantasy, and object that gets her off—including the office copier. She details her glorious bodily imperfections (e.g., hairy B-cup breasts that are "80 percent nipple") and laments the men who make her "pussy frown" (such as the one who approached her hairy asshole as though hacking through underbrush). In a culture that perpetually cloaks the specifics of sexual pleasure under euphemism and moralism, DuPrey's clear-eyed comedy is as necessary as it is transgressive. —Justin Hayford $15
Mer, Todd Kessler, Chris Mathien, Anthony Bagnara, Top Shelf Lickers
Wed., May 29, 8 p.m.Rock, Pop, Etc
Devendra Banhart, Rodrigo Amarante
Fri., May 31, 8 p.m.Rock, Pop, Etc
I’m pretty sure that in the mid-aughts I was a high-ranking member of the unofficial Devendra Banhart Haters Club, so nobody’s more surprised than I am that over the past five years I’ve enjoyed his newer music more and more. He’s seriously toned down his hippie affectations, overripe vocals, and distracting self-consciousness, all without changing who he is at heart. I still rolled my eyes a few times listening to his terrific new album, Mala (Nonesuch)—on “Für Hildegard Von Bingen” he imagines the abbess and composer in modern times, where she leaves religion to become a VJ, and on “Hatchet Wound” he returns to the overdone vibrato of his early days—but the lyrics are mostly relatable in their descriptions of the ups, downs, and stalemates of a romantic relationship, and the low-key, strummy arrangements are modest and appealing. Recorded on a vintage four-track in Banhart’s Los Angeles home with longtime sidekick Noah Georgeson, the songs pair simple, strolling guitars with muted drums (or restrained drum machine), with the occasional analog synth brightening the lo-fi sound. The melodies, carried by Banhart’s whispery, conversational voice, unsurprisingly provide the songs’ focal points; they’re rooted in pop and disco, but a dose of psychedelia prevents them from sounding too breezy. “Your Fine Petting Duck” (which features the flat but charming vocals of Banhart’s fiancee, photographer Ana Kras) mimics a squabble between ex-lovers, starting out like Mickey & Sylvia covering “Baby It’s You” and then kicking into a house groove with German-language singing; the album’s closer, “Taurobolium,” demonstrates just how well Banhart has learned to control his formerly off-the-rails falsetto. —Peter Margasak Rodrigo Amarante (Los Hermanos, Little Joy) opens.
$25
