(Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside) See our article on Blitzen Trapper.

(Berbati's Pan, 10 SW 3rd) See our article on Bangs.

JIMMY CLIFF, TREVOR HALL (Oregon Zoo, 4001 SW Canyon)
MANY RIVERS TO CROSS—The almighty Jimmy Cliff has come a long way since he got gangster as Ivanhoe "Ivan" Martin in The Harder They Come, but the pinnacle of modern Jamaican pop stars can still command a crowd. Fresh off his induction to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Cliff has embarked on his biggest North American tour in over two decades. Pay your respect. EAC w/Trevor Hall; Oregon Zoo, 4001 SW Canyon, 7 pm, $24, all ages

(Dante's, 1 SW 3rd) Drive by Jehu reunion! Well, sorta. You'll get your ex-Jehuites onstage tonight, but don't you dare think you'll exit stumbling onto Burnside with "Here Come the Rome Plows" ringing in your ears. Just be pleased to witness a double dose of scorching garage punk courtesy of the enigmatic John Reis and his Night Marchers, plus former bandmate Rick Froberg and the Obits. Considering their lengthy collective career of larynx shredding, this pair should be running on fumes by now, but just one glance at their onstage presence and recently recorded output suggests otherwise: Froberg is still as jittery as a livewire, while perennial badass Reis is one smoking jacket away from becoming punk rock's Dean Martin. Normally I'm a strict lobbyist for earplugs, but fuck it. Take them out and let tinnitus be damned. You're going to want to get close enough to feel this one. EZRA ACE CARAEFF

(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) Starting off as the solo recordings of singer Dustin Payseur, Brooklyn's Beach Fossils has morphed into a full band and is touring the country in support of a solid debut full-length for Captured Tracks. Laidback Phil Spector melodies splay out on a towel with the melancholic guitar-play of early Cure, moping around, getting sunburned together, and making a solid summertime record in the process. As some sort of bizarre tour kickoff, guitarist Sennott Blake announced via that he was leaving the band three days before tour, adding, "If you are interested in playing guitar for Beach Fossils, get in touch via email ASAP and be ready to leave Friday." As of press time, the band has not found a new guitarist, so grab your Danelectro and Twin Reverb and start looking for a place in Brooklyn—you could be like Marky Mark in Rock Star but for reals. ETHAN JAYNE

(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) Technically speaking, Villagers aren't even supposed to be here. The Dublin band is in transit to a festival up north, and this hastily booked date marks their first West Coast appearance, and by god, do not miss them. Throughout their debut recording, Becoming a Jackal, Villagers frontman Conor J. O'Brien delivers each and every word in a sinewy cadence and unassuming sexuality. In the album's sweeping title track, O'Brien sings of jackals fattened on souls, fresh meat, and being offered an unmade bed—the combination of which is alarming considering that the babyfaced singer doesn't look old enough to order a Guinness, let alone sing in a manner that'll make you weak in the knees. Fans of London's Veils, Brooklyn's Antlers, or just good music in general regardless of its geographic origins will want to be front and center for this. EAC

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