Autumn de WildeJohn Roderick, with Jason Dodson. Triple Door, 216 Union St., 838-4333. 6 p.m. $20. All ages. Usually when a musician announces he’ll be talking a lot during a show, it’s a dreadful omen–like when Kenny Rogers visited the Puyallup Fair a few years ago. Sure, he played “The Gambler” and all the hits. But the beplasticized Rogers fancied himself a one-man Blue Collar Comedy Tour, spending most of his time cracking awful hick jokes. But when John Roderick promises to engage in a ton of between-song banter, “master-class style,” at his Triple Door show (the first of three in a quasi-residency, with subsequent gigs happening on August 14 and September 30), that’s something to look forward to. The Long Winters’ frontman, whose wittiest Tweets were recently assembled in a small book, Electric Aphorisms, is preternaturally clever–you don’t want him to shut up. He’ll do plenty of singing too, resuscitating some of the Long Winters’ lesser-played tracks and explaining their origins. Maybe one day he’ll actually get around to finishing the band’s long-awaited LP. MIKE SEELY