Eight Gigs: Roselit Bone

A tumbleweed blows through a deserted landscape. It's hot. Guns are drawn, the whiskey guzzled and the stakes raised. You are riveted; you maybe want to cry. That's the effect of Roselit Bone's apocalyptic western sound—dark, wild, psychedelic and as engrossing as an old cowboy flick. The Portland eight-piece band conveys its desperation and feelings about the “slow hot death of the world” with pedal steel, flute and a trumpet section. Epic, unusual stuff, punctuated by Josh McCaslin's old-school, convincing voice. Local act the Hollow Point Stumblers will play its stomp-worthy mash-up of orchestral, jazzy, Celtic jams as well. 2565 Franklin Boulevard, www.roselitbone.bandcamp.com.