Fri, April 29, Miss Lonely Hearts

Seeing Miss Lonely Hearts live is like witnessing an impromptu hoedown in the most carcinogenic of coal mines. Or being an unsuspecting tourist who stumbled upon a whiskey-soaked shotgun wedding. Either way, Wyatt Hesemeyer uses tongue-in-cheek, Johnny Cash-like vocals to tell tales of women and disasters which, at times, are one in the same: “My baby ain’t a ball and chain, she’s a wreckin’ ball.” Combined with the old-timey beat of Mischa Gasch’s upright bass, it’s tough to decide between headbangin’ or kickin’ up your cowboy boots—either way, you’ll have a stupid grin on your face. 129 E Street, Suite E; www.misslonelyheartsband.com.