MUSIC Friday, Nov. 12: Maserati with Psychic Paramount and Steve Moore, Kung Fu Necktie, $10 The name of this three–piece from Athens, GA says it all: sophistication, precision and most importantly, lightning speed. A year and a day after the tragic death of drummer Jerry Fuchs, this psych–rock powerhouse, fueled by distortion–heavy guitars and pulsating dance rhythms, have proved their strength and staying power with the release of Pyramid of the Sun on Temporary Residence Ltd. THEATRE Thursday, Nov. 11: An Evening of Comedy with Charlie Murphy, The Trocadero, $29.50–$35 Lifted out of the shadow of his older brother Eddie by his ingenious “True Hollywood Stories” sketches on Chappelle’s Show (retellings of ridiculous 80's romps with Rick James and Prince — YouTube that shit if you aren’t familiar), Charlie Murphy has perhaps even eclipsed his now–irrelevant sibling. In the past few years, he’s been performing sellout standup shows to fans eager for more “Darkness.”
Now — Nov. 20: Run, Mourner, Run, Second Stage at the Adrienne Theatre, $15–$18 Under the direction of five–time Barrymore winner Matt Pfeiffer, Flashpoint Theatre Company’s eight–person cast weaves a heart–wrenching tale of social politics in rural North Carolina. Star–crossed lovers, a mixed–race homosexual couple, can’t shake the deeply ingrained values of their Bible–thumping Evangelical community, and leave the audience to ponder the crushing disparity between individual desire and societal pressures.
ARTS Nov. 12 — Jan. 2: Wear the Art, Seraphin Gallery, Free This South Philly gallery’s latest exhibition is an exploration of elaborate textile arts. Mind–boggling geometric patterns and intricate boucle knits elevate scarves, blazers, and sweaters by artists like Arlene Wohl and Mia Norton from department store goodies to true works of art. If you really fall in love with a shawl, you might even be able to afford to take it home.
Now — Nov. 28: Bruce Campbell, Mood–Yarn–Titty; Christopher P. McManus, Suburban Warlock, Vox Populi, Free Bruce Campbell, a local with uncanny breath in technical expertise, is a hippie–festival regular. He’s exhibited steel drum totems at Bonnaroo and larger–than–life Grebo–inspired faces for Taos Solar Music Festival, but his gallery work exhibits a more narrow focus, concentrating on a deconstruction of predominant systems of visual communication. McManus, on the other hand, is a master of video storytelling. His fourteenth installation in the saga of Reggie, the Suburban Warlock, takes us to an abandoned strip mall, where Reggie attempts to revive commerce through sacrificial slaughter.
