punk, 9 p.m.
If you’re looking for a truly one-of-a-kind show this week, then you absolutely have to catch the Movie Star Junkies at the Royal American. Hailing from Italy, these bizarro beat mad scientists craft decidedly out-there rock that sounds like a back-from-the-dead combo of ’60s garage, surf, Old World roots, Doolittle-era Pixies, and a blotter tab of Bungle, all while the boys in the band pray to Australia’s patron saint of gloom, Nick Cave. The Movie Star Junkies latest release Still Singles is one of those classic records that sounds like a drove of pigs puking into a mess trough while systematically being tasered by a squealing Ned Beatty lookalike from Rigel VII with a penchant for singing Milky Way sea shanties. Horrible right? But on repeat listens, to paraphrase Dan Savage, it gets better ... a lot better. From the Batman theme song-esque, Man or Astro Man psych-surf romp “Le Trout” to the gypsy-carnival jazz hands of “Northern Lights” and the Tom Waits-style graveyard groover “I Love You More as Dead,” Still Singles is one of the most delightfully weird albums of the past decade. Give it a spin and then check out the band’s Saturday night show. —Chris Haire SATURDAY