John Pizzarelli starts a four-night stint at the Jazz Alley tonight with Jessica Molaskey . Each show costs $26.50 ; go here for show times

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Live Music Roundup: Thursday, July 23

John Pizzarelli starts a four-night stint at the Jazz Alley tonight with Jessica Molaskey. Each show costs $26.50; go here for show times.

Like many before him, jazz guitarist/singer and Radio Deluxe podcast host John Pizzarelli is fond of flaunting his status as a native New Jersey-ite. Lucky for him, Jersey-ites seem innately adapted to doing just that. As Pizzarelli makes abundantly clear, he is a fan of the Great American Songbook, which as far as he is concerned, isn't making a comeback because it never left us in the first place. Pizzarelli's enthusiasm for classic jazz standards and their place in American culture is contagious and separates him somewhat from artists who simply remove the mothballs before trotting out the tried-and-true tunes. His work, both as a performer and as a host on his charmingly homespun podcast, focuses on the aspects of jazz that have become embedded in Americana. He wears his love of swing, Sinatra, and style on his sleeve, and his cool, "late-night" brand of jazz is aimed at those who feel inclined to do the same. SABY REYES-KULKARNI

Themselves, Linda & Ron's Dad, Filkoe176, DJs Wd4d, Introcut at Chop Suey, 9 p.m., $14

As the pioneering label Anticon celebrates its 10-year anniversary, it's only fitting that standard bearers Themselves should return to action as well. And return they have with the no-cost mixtape theFREEhoudini, featuring everyone from Buck 65 to Busdriver to Aesop Rock. It's a family affair, sure, but it highlights the Beat-damaged, endlessly refracted take on hip-hop that brought the mohawked MC Doseone and the cunning producer Jel to cult acclaim back when they were known as Them. Since then, they've made a serious name for Themselves while also bringing their cryptic gifts to the full-band realm with the screwy ensemble Subtle and the Notwist collaboration 13 & God. Mixtape aside, there's a new and proper Themselves album on the horizon, and this string of West Coast dates to warm us up for it. After more than a decade at it, Doseone and Jel can be relied upon to whip up jagged creations that drag us into their world like so much quicksand. DOUG WALLEN

Pumice, Arbitron, Liver and Bacon at the Funhouse, 9:30 p.m., $7

Lo-fi, psychedelically inflected rock seems to be almost solely the province of one-man (or woman) acts. Pumice is no exception to this rule; Stefan Neville uses the medium as his personal sonic laboratory, synthesizing various degrees of mind-warp that keep a foot in the honest-to-God psych camp as well as meandering into the honestly catchy world of quirky pop music. Neville's approach generally seems somewhat formulaic, but it's a successful formula; take a straightforward melody or hook, twist it a bit by adding just enough blue notes to make it vaguely wince-worthy, wrap everything in a gauzy sheen of effects and feedback, then make it sound like the whole thing is being played on a turntable that's riding around in the back of a large sedan, shuddering and stutter-stepping over gravel and pot-holes. The effect created is that of pop music made by someone who's only everd heard it coming over a poorly tuned AM radio with blown speakers. This kind of intentionally ramshackle, chemically altered noise pop is all the rage these days (think Wavves, Vivian Girls, or Ariel Pink), and Pumice does it as well as any of them. NICHOLAS HALL

 
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