Underage

JEFFREY LEWIS, ZACHARY DAVID JAMMIN’

From New York to a U-District basement comes Rough Trade–signed Jeffrey Lewis, an anti-folk heavy-hitter beardin’ it since I was doing my ABCs. He’s collaborated with everyone from Kimya Dawson to Diane Cluck, but joining him here is Zachary David Jammin’—alias of Iji’s Zach Burba—appearing on his home turf for the first time since returning from tour with hometown broom pop favorites Mega Bog. Drenched in feel-good vibes—we’re talking dogs in sunglasses here—Zach emanates an infectious energy with just his Casio, a drum machine, and a ’90s Danelectro. His latest release, Get Free All the Time, Welcome to My Snack Bar… All Free, he started after “getting free and floating down a lazy river of smooth funk.” Sometimes he ends sets by encouraging a maxed-out crowd-wide jam sesh, tubas included. Funny Button, 8 pm, $5–$8 donation.

MIDDAY VEIL, OS OVNI,
PANABRITE

Every time you think chillwave is dead, it’s not. There it is, like a damn earthworm, defiantly wriggling through drowned sounds and ethereal soundscapes, taking its severed body and forming another subgenre. Every time you try to kill it, it reinvents itself instead (witch house, grave wave, screwgaze, doom bop). That last one was predictive, but chillwave is building a case for legitimacy by outlasting the original “wave.” Expect prisms, pitch-shifted vocal samples, and trance-inducing psychedelia, all tucked neatly alongside dance beats you could form a human pyramid to. Layer up for this one, or you might float away—and that would be totally unchill. Cairo, 7 pm, $5.

WET NIGHTMARE, WIZARD RIFLE, GENITAL HOSPITAL

Fresh from the release of EP Ball My Children, Genital Hospital take their influences from more than daytime-TV soap operas and the reproductive system. The angular, rhythmic guitar sounds and abrasive vocals echo greats like the Minutemen and Meat Puppets. You might get kicked in the face, but you gotta be young and restless sometime. Amirite? The In, 9 pm, $5.