Haley Bonar, B.B. King, Dawes, and more




Jeff Daniels

Cedar Cultural Center

The star (one of 'em anyway) of Dumb and Dumber is a pretty smart cookie, at least when it comes to writing smart-ass ditties loaded with one-liners about the hazards of fame, incorrigible offspring, hellish hotels, deceased pets, and aging gracelessly. And as may be expected from a grade-A comic actor, Jeff Daniels is great at delivering his bons mots and equally funny stories to introduce the songs. On Daniels's recent album, Live At the Purple Rose, recorded at his own theater in Michigan ("it was easy to book"), the actor comes across as a combination of Loudon Wainwright, Steve Goodman, and Arlo Guthrie ("Alice's Restaurant" vintage)—with some Henny Youngman thrown in—proving himself a pleasant, effective singer and nicely accompanying himself on acoustic guitar, dobro, and banjo. There are abundant laughs as Daniels tackles tunes like "Baby, Take Your Tongue Outta My Mouth, I'm Kissin' You G-Bye" and "Gettin' Good at Bein' Bad." But he also gets serious twice, doing a stylish version of George Harrison's "Here Comes the Sun" and a paean to his home state, "The Michigan in Me." All ages. $22/$25 at the door. 7 p.m. 416 Cedar Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612.338.2674. —Rick Mason



First Avenue

There's value in moving forward by stepping backward. In this age of all things digital, Auto-Tune, and any other gadgets you can think of, Dawes decided—most likely in the spirit of their sound—to reach back to their roots and record their debut on analog tapes. The vintage sound of the recording generated tsunamis of accolades for North Hills. The month of September found them recording a new album (some of which is sure to be heard at the show), and their live show is almost without peer: razor-sharp, no-frills, and incredibly engaging. Lest you think the to-do about the use of analog tapes was a just shtick to lure in the vinyl junkies, they actually sound better live—less compressed, more loose and comfortable. In comparison to many of the Top 40 hit makers whose songs resemble shiny Ferraris but ultimately end up with their thumb out on the side of the road, Dawes's work seems to be a cherry Camaro with an engine under the hood that could run until the end of time. With Peter Wolf Crier and Moondoggies. 18+. $14/$16 at the door. 6 p.m. 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Pat O'Brien

FRIDAY 11.12

B. B. King

State Theatre

His name synonymous with the blues, certainly the genre's leading ambassador for at least half a century, Indianola, Mississippi's Riley B. King—better known as B. B. from his days as Memphis disc jockey Beale Street Blues Boy—and his iconic guitar Lucille have won legions of friends and influenced generations of musicians. A prolific recording artist since scoring his first hit, "Three O'Clock Blues," back in 1951, King turned a succession of blues tunes—"Everyday I Have the Blues," "The Thrill Is Gone"—into household terms, while his lean, jazz-inflected guitar style inspired heavyweights from Eric Clapton to Stevie Ray Vaughan. Various infirmities, especially diabetes, have bedeviled King in recent decades, but at 85 he remains active, touring frequently in front of a tight band of ace musicians. With a lifetime of experiences, King is often more a storyteller than a musician in concert these days. But when he does crank up Lucille and sing the blues, the experience can still be enthralling, as it should be when you're in the presence of royalty. All ages. $53-$63. 8 p.m. 805 Hennepin Ave., Minneapolis; 612.339.7007. —Rick Mason


7th St. Entry

A distinct yet ever-shifting blend of electronic pulse and psychedelic attitude, snake-charming melodica and post-punk guitar, Liverpool's Clinic remain arresting in both slinky atmosphere and minimalist songcraft six albums in. Their latest, Bubblegum, is characteristically efficient, tight of lip, and striking, like a love object who slips in and out of eyesight once, mumbling something odd, but never leaving the mind. With the Fresh & Onlys and the Bombay Sweets. 18+. $16. 8 p.m. 701 First Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.332.1775. —Peter S. Scholtes


Haley Bonar

Music Box Theatre

After changing management once again, the Music Box on Nicollet is steadily coming back to life and hosting a sporadic array of theater performances, variety shows, and the occasional concert. On Saturday there will be a unique opportunity to revel in the theater's magnificent acoustics; though the venue couldn't cut it as a rock concert hall, the intimate setting is ideal for mesmerizing and enigmatic songstress Haley Bonar. Bonar returned to the Twin Cities this summer after a brief foray to Portland, and has re-emerged on the scene with a new handful of cathartic alt-country-tinged ballads and a full backing band. The Music Box show is a great chance for local fans to reacquaint themselves with one of our finest singer-songwriters. Daring, operatic experimental rockers (and frequent Bonar collaborators) Alpha Consumer will open. All ages. $12/$15 at the door. 8 p.m. 1407 Nicollet Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612.871.1414. —Andrea Swensson

Beausoleil 35th Anniversary Concert

Cedar Cultural Center

When Michael Doucet avec son frère et ses amis founded Beausoleil in 1975, the Cajun renaissance was just getting underway, emerging from a dark period when speaking French was discouraged and the culture squashed in every possible way. Beausoleil played a key role in the revival, particularly in introducing Cajun music to new audiences worldwide, and 35 years later is an institution itself, generally and accurately regarded as the finest Cajun band in the land. Yet the pleasures of Beausoleil remain as raw and immediate as in '75, led by Doucet's soaring fiddle and wild vocals, bro David's scrambling guitar, Jimmy Breaux's pumping accordion, and the longtime percussion magic of Tommy Alesi and Billy Ware. Although Beausoleil was instrumental in keeping traditions alive, the band has long had a progressive streak, eager to mix things up. Now, on the occasion of that 35th anniversary, Beausoleil is on tour with Big Chief Monk Boudreaux, representing another endangered culture, New Orleans's Mardi Gras Indians, the African-American street phenomenon at the root of most Crescent City music. Boudreaux and a coterie of Mardi Gras Indians, in full beaded and befeathered regalia, will join Beausoleil for a "seated" (not likely with this infectious stuff) performance Saturday evening. Beausoleil will return to the Cedar Sunday afternoon for a Cajun dance, which is a fais do-do down on the bayou. All ages. 7 p.m. $30-$40. 416 Cedar Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612.338.2674. Also Sunday —Rick Mason

SUNDAY 11.14

The Southern Songbook

Southern Theater

In what is shaping up to be a remarkable night of collaboration, the Honeydogs' Adam Levy and Heiruspecs' deVon Gray have teamed up with event coordinator Lily Troia and the Southern Theater to launch a unique new series called "The Southern Songbook." Much as the name suggests, the goal of the series is to mine the vintage and oft-overlooked classics of the Great American Songbook and present them amid chatter with local musicians of every stripe. "Instead of creating some kind of corny tribute show, we wanted to get artists talking about their own creative processes, what they know about the masters who wrote this stuff, why the tradition disappeared largely, but also how the Great American Songbook resonates in their own work," Levy writes. The first installment of the series (which will repeat every few months at the Southern) will focus on interpretations of American jazz standards and will feature performances by Mayda, Ill Chemistry, Omaur Bliss, Toki Wright, Janey Winterbauer, Ashleigh Still, and Bethany Larson. Heiruspecs will hold it down all night as the house band, and DJ Jake Rudh will co-host along with Levy. All ages. $22-$25. 7 p.m. 1420 Washington Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612.340.1725. —Andrea Swensson

Luísa Maita

Cedar Cultural Center

Hailed as "the new voice of Brazil," São Paulo native Luísa Maita in fact is the latest in a long, impressive line of sultry female Brazilian singers honing samba, bossa nova, and rootsier traditions on the international cutting edge. Like Ceu and Bebel Gilberto (among recent stand-outs), Maita whips up a sophisticated blend of indigenous Brazilian sounds, jazz, Euro alt-pop, and sinuous electronica, at least in part reflecting the teeming, contemporary metropolis that is her hometown. Named after a Tom Jobim song, Maita was singing in advertisements as early as age seven, and lately was featured in a pair of videos promoting Brazil's bid for the 2016 Olympics. She arrives with a quartet for her first North American tour following the release of her debut album, Lero-Lero, a thoroughly alluring charmer that ranges from lilting bossa nova "Amor e Paz" to the sensual "Desencabulada" and the slyly electrifying "Fulaninha," the last mixing simmering baião rhythms with sleek hints of dancehall. The songs, mostly written by Maita, talk about São Paulo's vibrancy in and outside the favelas, the unique Brazilian character, love, and other crossroads in life. The unifying factor is Maita's voice, a tropical, mercurial flow that slips and slides over cunning melodies and sidles among intoxicating rhythms. All ages. $18/$20 at the door. 7 p.m. 416 Cedar Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612.338.2674. —Rick Mason