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Chapel Hill
Shannon O'Connor, Dexter Romweber
The Cave

"I'm pretty excited about everything and a little overwhelmed at times, but mostly driven!" So exclaims Shannon O'Connor about the release of her debut CD Low in Paradise, which showcases the Carrboro resident's self-described "sultry Americana." Find out what a combination of excitement, drive and sultriness sounds like when O'Connor shares the 10 p.m. late bill with the always rockin' Dexter Romweber. --Rick Cornell

Miss Manners
Jones Auditorium

Scoff if you wish, gentle readers, but in a world full of cell phone addiction, road rage, over-booked lives and just plain rudeness run rampant, we all could use a few more tips like those from Judith Martin in her new work Miss Manners' Guide to Excruciatingly Correct Behavior. Catch her live at Meredith College Campus at 7 p.m.

Des_Ark, Gerty, Goner

She promises she can't play a guitar in standard tuning and that Scotty Phillips--the keyboard rock bard of Goner--had to teach her a handful of chords before they wooed the Love Hangover crowd back in February. Such doesn't stop des_ark's Aimee Argote from turning her electric into an aural sword, laying malformed relationships and ideologies to waste every few minutes. Phillips' addictive-like-Pop Rocks Goner headlines, with Chapel Hill's Gerty in the one-spot. Show's at 10 p.m. --Grayson Currin

Chapel Hill
Mo Rocca
Bull's Head Bookshop, UNC

Mo Rocca is probably in your house. The Daily Show correspondent kicked his two cents into John Stewart's America (The Book) and, solo, dug up the secret history of presidents, their pets and their joint conspiracies in All the Presidents' Pets: The Story of One Reporter Who Refused to Roll Over. Did Charlie, JFK's terrier, really save us from the Cuban missile crisis? Find out tonight at 5 p.m., when Rocca reads, signs, and maybe gives out dog bones. Info: 962-5060. --Eric Weddle

Juan Gabriel
RBC Center

Mexico's Juan Gabriel is possibly the premier Latin singer. Outside of multi-millions in sales, he's spent three decades mastering the ranchera tradition, taking the torch from José Alfredo Jimenez, and assembling a stunning mariachi back-up band capable of sultry dance beats and the romantic, teary-eyed ballads he's synonymous to. His renowned stage performances are hotter than a three-hour sauna. The show's at 8 p.m. and tickets are $40-$125. --Eric Weddle

Chapel Hill
No Future Fest

A motherlode of experimental/ noise/ other music takes over Nightlight on Friday and Saturday, with more than a dozen acts from here and far (including Virginia's Silver Ninjas). Plenty of knob, waveform and reality-twisting starting each night at 8 p.m. sharp.

Can Joann, Glissade
Bickett Gallery

Of late, the premium in rock has been on loud, raucous and riff-driven. When that changes to good songwriting, irresistible hooks and crisp playing, expect to see Can Joann atop the pack. Like The Rosebuds, there is something uncommonly straightforward about this Chapel Hill quartet, particularly in guitarist Ryan Benjamin's clean, ringing guitar tones. The band's great with a bridge (as on their bubbly, Byrds-ish rave-up "Sympathetic Thrill"), and there's an energy about their canny songs that is as refreshing as the first warm, sunny days of spring. There are a lot of baited breaths anticipating their first studio full-length in the fall. Glissade opens. --Chris Parker

Harry Chapin: A Celebration in Song
Sstewart Theatre, NCSU

Everyone knows "Taxi" and "Cat's in the Cradle," Harry Chapin's early 1970s hits. What followed was his iconoclast plunge into the singer/songwriter genre that equally energized and flummoxed listeners, but was cut short by his untimely 1982 death. A Celebration in Song is a retrospective of Chapin's music--performed by the original Harry Chapin Band and two generations of the Chapin family--and a benefit for the World Hunger Year organization he formed in 1975 and the local Inter-Faith Food Shuttle. Tickets to the 7 p.m. show are $28 and $35; $100 circle seating includes a pre-concert dinner with the performers. Call 515-1100. --Eric Weddle

Chapel Hill
Appleseed Cast, Fin Fang Foom
Local 506

Originally a standard issue emo act from Lawrence, Kan., Appleseed Cast made a stylistic left turn in 2001 with their album Low Level Owl, unveiling heretofore unseen textures and experimental electronics, earning comparisons to Radiohead's Kid A. They're not of that level, honestly, and their last album, Two Conversations, pulls back, settling on spare, meandering arrangements, wide-open ambience and a predilection toward art-rock grandeur. Math rockers Fin Fang Foom forge intricate, rough-hewn arrangements full of drama and interweaving lattices of guitar and rhythm with no lack of power or grace. Chin Up, Chin Up gets things ... up. Show's at 10 p.m.; tickets are $8. --Chris Parker

Chapel Hill
Big Bear, Country Bears, Jaguaro
Local 506

It might appear that there will be some sort of animal jamboree going on at 506 this night, but it's all rock 'n' roll, man. Boston band Big Bear bangs out post-hardcore screaming metal, shapeless and beholden to angst. Durham rock duo Jaguaro opens. Unleash your animal at 10 p.m. --Chris Toenes

Both Hands Theatre
Manbites Dog

Both Hands Theatre, one of the strangest original companies that regularly touch down around here, astounded capacity houses last June at Manbites Dog with brooms: a play about saying yes. Time to change those plans for the weekend: Cheryl Chamblee and Tamara Kissane are back with a new work in development, about "our constantly evolving definition of personal space." Their two-day run (Sunday, May 15 at 3 p.m. and today at 7:30 p.m.) features new and rep work with a stellar cast, in advance of full-length production this fall. Tickets are $10; call 682-3343. --Byron Woods

Cat's Cradle

One of the few metal bands to garner near-ecumenical crit acclaim in the past half-decade, Atlanta's Mastodon sludges through a mammoth, beastly metal grind, riding the twisted guitar approach of Bill Kelliher--think prog meets Southern rock meets chords as heavy as lead--and the brilliant poly-rhythms of Brann Dailor into a sundown amalgam of epic proportions. Of course, it takes something that weighty to support Brent Hinds, metal's new (literate) voice of doom. Death by Stereo, Cult of Luna and Autumn Offering open. Show's at 8:30 p.m.; tickets are $12. --Grayson Currin

Wednesday next
Th' Legendary Shack*Shakers

Much has been written about the showmanship of Colonel J.D. Wilkes, equal parts Elmer Gantry, Iggy Pop and the guy on the midway bellowing at you to check out the Alligator Boy. While it may well be Wilkes' stage presence that gets you in the door, you'll end up staying for the hellfirestorm of psychobilly and speed-blues that the Shack*Shakers shake loose. The Moaners and the Dynamite Brothers open. Show's at 10 p.m.; tickets are $8. --Rick Cornell

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