One of the most scarring, terrifying things I’ve ever seen in my life is Kevin Bacon without a stitch of clothing. If you’ve ever made the mistake of renting Hollow Man (please tell me you don’t OWN it), you’ve gotten to see an unfortunate chunk of Bacon’s bits, popping out of lab coats, running around trashing labs, and somehow being super creepily invisible and naked at the same time. At times like these, there aren’t enough degrees of separation from Kevin Bacon that can comfort me. Getting your mind off of Bacon’s “Quicksilver” can be an excruciatingly trying phase in one’s life. Thankfully, Seattle’s self-professed “#1 Feel Good Band” (Naked Bacon) contains just the right amount of loose boogie rock and shuffling funk licks to get your mind off of certain things that the little town of Beaumont, Texas would surely disapprove of. GREGORY FRANKLIN

Thu., Jan. 20, 9 p.m., 2011