Man Man are a gypsy orchestra hailing from Philadelphia. And they're weird. (Your first clue: The band's roster includes musicians by the names of Honus Honus, Pow Pow, and Critter Crat.) With zany lyrics that are a fitting homage to Beck's Stereopathic Soulmanure, vocals like Tom Waits after throat surgery, and a musical delivery like Frank Zappa, Man Man's sound is a neuron-scrambling fiesta. The band's messy waltzes would require the steady hand of a brain surgeon to dissect. But Man Man is not about the individual pieces. It's the haphazard mixology of a mad scientist that makes this experiment in chaos theory so enjoyable. With Gogol Bordello. All ages.
Sat., May 30, 6 p.m., 2009