Pink Floyd covers, 7:30 p.m.
Right now, some college freshman has scored a bag of reefer and convinced his buddies to skip class, get high, and watch the 1982 film Pink Floyd’s The Wall. Pity him. He’s about to embark on an hour-and-a-half of uncomfortable numbness, punctuated only by momentary bits of animated WTF. If there was ever a 4:20 buzzkill, it’s that horribly boring movie. And the album ain’t much better. It’s the sonic equivalent of an Ambien and Oxycontin cocktail, a.k.a. the Heath Ledger. If you truly want to experience the greatness of Pink Floyd, stay away from Roger Waters’ bloated magnum dopus. Instead, give a listen to either The Dark Side of the Moon or Meddle, two stellar discs that were made back when the Floyd was still a band and not a team of enslaved studio musicians led by Waters. The genre-jumping Meddle in particular is one of rock’s great unheralded albums — it’s got folk and dream pop and all kinds of in-studio derring-do. Speaking of Waters and company, this week the Pink Floyd tribute act the Machine strolls into town for a show at the Pour House. While you can surely expect to hear the hits — even the godawful “Comfortably Numb” and the ever-so-silly “Another Brick in the Wall Part 2” — the Machine is sure to play some deep cuts. Fingers crossed that they give “Echoes” a shot. The 20-minute epic is without a doubt the best song Floyd ever recorded. —Chris Haire MONDAY