(MUSIC) Long, tall, and blindingly charismatic, Brendan Benson might not be familiar to you yet, but his music is for the ages. Classic pop with the nervous energy of romantic agony effortlessly crackling out of its fingertips, Benson’s songs stick in your head for weeks, reminding you of a time when pop music, made by cool people with guitars, was all that mattered in the world. (Crocodile Cafe, 2200 Second Ave. 441-5611. 9 pm, $12.)