rock, 10 p.m.
Loud, proud, profane, and irreverent Oklahoma garage-punk quartet Billy Joe Winghead open 2009’s Dark Ride with “Your Friend Jesus,” which puts door-knocking evangelists on notice. Denouncing the titular figure they advise, “Take your little book, and hit the motherfucking highway.” Billy Joe Winghead’s distortion-drenched slabs of rawk cook over the same Stooges-stoked coals as rowdy soulmates Nashville Pussy and the Supersuckers. The band’s been at it for more than two decades, but they’ve really gained momentum over the past 10 years. Last year’s Spanish Asshole Magnet brought such timeless paeans as the trans anthem,“Girl’s Got a Dick,” proto-punk ode/satire “Planet of the Apes,” and the band’s nutso The Producers/Evita mash-up, “Springtime for Argentina.” Frontman John Manson has an earthyvocal swagger that recalls the lead singers of I Can Lick Any SOB in the House and Deathray Davies. While Magnet is a great unhinged rock record, it doesn’t compare to seeing Manson and company perform before a properly lubricated audience. — Chris Parker