Before he was a buffalo, he was Bloody Holly. But when he got over his country phase, the bison in Grant Lee Buffalo--Grant Lee Phillips--once made '90s pop records so fuzzy that REM lost sleep over them. When lack of interest thinned out his tribe, he roamed the pop grasslands solo, sounding like a breathless, less whiny Jakob Dylan. His latest, Virginia Creeper, continues that tradition--close your eyes and hear the sound of one headlight. 967-9053 or www.catscradle.com. $12.