Even though I'm a married baby-mama, I still get rockin' crushes. My
love for music has always been primarily libidinous, and these crushes
come in two varieties: one immediately packs a powerful punch to my
naughty bits (like a Steve Turner guitar solo). The second offers the
same POW, but first to my intellect, then slowly trickles down. I'd
assumed that feeling was what I'd been experiencing for NYC's Jeffrey
Lewis, as I'm currently smitten with his ridiculously sharp folk-rock.
But then I realized that this man-boy, with his off-the-meter smarts,
self-deprecating wit, feminist ideals, and seemingly endless vault of
musical knowledge, possesses all the characteristics that I not only
find hot, but are just the kind I'd want my son to grow up with. Now
it seems I have a third, all-new kind of crush, this time on Jeffrey
Lewis' mom. With Mountain Goats. MA'CHELL DUMA LAVASSAR
Listen to a sample of Jeffrey Lewis and the Jitters' "They Always Knew."
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Sat., Feb. 23, 8 p.m., 2008