(Hollywood Theatre, 4122 NE Sandy) Read our article on Alexis Gideon.

(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) Two great New York bands have teamed up for a joint tour that lands in Portland tonight. Hospitality's self-titled debut is a fetching, exuberant record that's smartly poppy without being precious. And TEEN's In Limbo is equal parts sunshine and murk, with terrific melodies atop a roiling, occasionally trippy wash of sound. NED LANNAMANN

(Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside) As he's becoming more and more mainstream, Seattle's favorite rapper Macklemore is using his popularity as a platform for social change. He's talking about things on his new album, The Heist, that far too many people in his position would avoid bringing up. He paints the world as a gray cloud with a silver lining. Rather than bashing the people he disagrees with, he presents a call to action for personal and civil rights issues. Macklemore stands up for same-sex marriage, openly discusses substance abuse, and shines a light on growing up in the hiphop community. Producer Ryan Lewis, meanwhile, does a great job of soundtracking the story by creating intensity when appropriate and leaving space where it's necessary. The sold-out show tonight is an affirmation that music fans appreciate the transparency and commentary even in a genre that doesn't always welcome this openness. It's clear, here: Music is a message. ROCHELLE HUNTER

(Bunk Bar, 1028 SE Water) Boardwalk Empire actress Aleksa Palladino performs with her husband, Devon Church, as Exitmusic, and their morose debut album, Passage, was given a release on indie titan Secretly Canadian. It's a pretty, tense record with widescreen sounds and broad sonic strokes that have been sandblasted into cushiony, comforting breaths of air. Palladino's voice ranges from a gentle coo to an overwrought tremble, and Exitmusic favors sensation over content, resulting in an album that sounds pleasant when it's on and doesn't linger too long in the memory once it's off. Grapefruit is the glittering kosmische turn from Charlie Salas Humara, whose roster of bands has probably hit the triple digits by now, and who refines his thirst for aural adventure with peerless taste. The result is that virtually everything he does is worth some of your attention. NED LANNAMANN

(Hawthorne Theatre, 1507 SE 39th) Remember that androgynous Chris Crocker fellow who sobbed all over YouTube in 2007, pleading that the cruel world leave poor Britney Spears alone? I think it's time for Morbid Angel to get an advocate like him. Their most recent release, Illud Divinum Insanus, was the most anticipated, then universally hated and publicly flogged, metal album of 2011. Rightfully so; Morbid Angel's dark wave and industrial experimentations were certainly an ill-advised step for a revered death-metal band to take, especially coming out of an eight-year dry spell. Then came the remix album. It's almost as if they responded to their diehard fans' backlash by producing something they'd hate even worse, just so they would forget about the disappointment of Illud. Whatever the case, it's time to move on and enjoy the show. Let's all stop using Illud as a benchmark for all things shitty and just forget it ever happened. Morbid Angel is seemingly not going anywhere, and ideally they've learned from their catastrophic mistakes. ARIS WALES