Lady Rizo
Blessed with a dump truck full of charisma, gargantuan eyelashes, and lungs that can blow out the back of any theater, Her Ladyship sings standards in a way that never fails to hilariously entertain. (8 pm, Alberta Rose Theatre, $22-26) WM. STEVEN HUMPHREY


Fortune Feimster
2018's All Jane Comedy Festival—Portland's annual comedy fest featuring phenomenal work from comics who identify as women—isn't pulling any punches. They're starting right off with heavy-hitter Fortune Feimster, whose sharp, hilarious comedy has earned her specials on Netflix and Comedy Central, and you've also likely seen her on Drunk History and The Mindy Project, or been amazed by her horrifyingly accurate Sarah Huckabee Sanders impression on Chelsea Lately. With All Jane starting off this well, it's going to be a great year. (7:30 pm, Revolution hall, $25, all ages) ERIK HENRIKSEN

Chvrches, Lo Moon
Churches make melancholy-tinged postcards to electronic and dream-pop's past, welcoming comparisons to Depeche Mode, New Order, and the fellow Scots of Cocteau Twins. It's good company to be in, but more than just a look in the rearview, Chvrches is the stuff of now—'80s-esque synth-pop done up with millennial style. Their music is cinematic, slick, and much smarter than its deceptively catchy outer shell suggests. (8 pm, Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, $37.50-52.50) COURTNEY FERGUSON

Chelsea Wolfe, Russian Circles
Chelsea Wolfe is done fucking around. In 2017, singer/songwriter released her sixth full-length, Hiss Spun, and it’s her heaviest, doomiest record to date. Add her emotionally weighty lyrics sung in icy vocals, and listeners are set to be crushed. This time around, Wolfe surrounded herself with the likes of Converge’s Kurt Ballou and Isis’ Aaron Turner. While Hiss Spun ups the sludge factor, it’s still the dichotomy between the riffs and her vocals that makes the album unique. Wolfe’s ability to defy easy categorization has drawn praise, but also ire from those who say she’s not goth enough, or metal enough, or folk enough—but with each release, she gives naysayers a black-nailed middle finger. Chelsea Wolfe’s music will likely continue to be filled with darkness, but in the end she’ll undoubtedly have the last laugh. (8 pm, Crystal Ballroom, $22-25) MARK LORE

Neighbor Lady, Plastic Cactus
The up-and-coming quartet out of Athens, Georgia bring their dreamy take on Americana, classic country, and psych-rock back to town for a headlining show at Polaris Hall. (9 pm, Polaris Hall, $10-12)

Re-run Theater: Battlestar Galactica
40 years ago, an enterprising television producer named Glen A. Larson saw Star Wars and said "I think this could be done as a Mormon allegory on television! I know, I'll write a meanderingly weird ripoff and sell it to ABC. I'll get the old cowboy who sells dog food and make him the star." Thus, Battlestar Galactica was born, a budget-busting one-year wonder starring Lorne Greene that stole Star Wars's visual effects mastermind to realize space battles were eye-meltingly awesome on '70s-era television sets (and still kinda impressive now). But the pilot episode Re-run Theater is screening tonight? Eeeehhhh... Once the Cylon apocalypse concludes in the first third, Galactica keeps asking "so what the hell do we do now" and arriving at increasingly stupid answers like "lets play with this annoying robot dog" and "lets visit a casino planet," and "What if casino planet is really run by insect monsters?" But then the Death Star casino planet explodes, and the movie ends, and all the preceding bullshit just kinda slides off, leaving not much more than faintly warm memories of pew-pew and boom-boom. And for a lot of little kids in the late '70s—that was apparently enough. But don't get it twisted: for as much cheesy fun as this might be (and mileage definitely varies) the 2003 reboot is better in every conceivable way. (7:30 pm, Hollywood Theatre, $7-9) BOBBY ROBERTS

Natalie Prass, Stella Donnelly
Natalie Prass had a sophomore album written and ready to record. It was an important one, too—a follow-up to her 2015 self-titled debut, a collection of lush and personal songs that earned her rave reviews and prominent placements on several lists of that year’s best albums. But then the 2016 presidential election happened, which threw her for a loop. Prass scrapped that sophomore effort and started working on a new one, and the result is The Future and the Past, a confidently funky record that echoes ’70s-era Diana Ross and ’80s-era Janet Jackson and courses with politically charged energy. Prass wastes no time getting into it, either: “What is truth and what is fear? What is lying to a cheat?” she sings on “Oh My,” the album’s snappy opening track. “And what is freedom for the free?” Maybe someday we’ll hear that album Prass scrapped, but for now, The Future and the Past sounds like the one she needed to make... and the one we needed to hear. (9 pm, Mississippi Studios, $13-15) BEN SALMON

Lorain, The Fourth Wall, Maita
Portland's Lorain bring their lyrical indie folk down to the Liquor Store basement to celebrate the release of their eagerly-awaited debut LP Through Frames. Likeminded locals the Fourth Wall and Maita round out the proceedings. (8 pm, The Liquor Store, $8)

Back Fence PDX: Russian Roulette
It returns! If you like storytelling with a little danger, check out Back Fence PDX: Russian Roulette! Six entertaining storytellers spin a wheel of “prompts” (examples: “public nudity,” “breaking the law”) and whatever the wheel lands on, the person will have five minutes to come up with a five minute story on that subject! Trust me, it’s a goddamn hoot—and joining divine hosts B. Frayn Masters and Mindy Nettifee will be Caitlin Weierhauser, Eden Dawn, Katie Nguyen, Dayvid Figler, Kisha Jarrett, and Nick Condon. (7:30 pm, Curious Comedy Theater, $16-22) WM. STEVEN HUMPHREY

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