I've never completely understood why people celebrate the passing of another year by surrounding themselves with obnoxious, anonymous drunks, but if overlubricated artificial camaraderie is your bag, you won't find a better sound track for it than Robbie Fulks's Let's Kill Saturday Night (Geffen). In fact, the sentiments of the title track--a raucous heartland romp about obliterating the memory of the working week--are so appropriate that this whole evening's being billed as "Let's Kill 1998." But the hard-hitting pop and country nuggets that pack Fulks's current album are just the tip of the iceberg: he has a big bagful of ultracatchy originals about dysfunctional relationships, adultery, and plain old existential ennui, and he'll play 'til the boat sinks if duty calls. Fulks's lead guitarist, Rob Gjersoe, is currently out with country star Hal Ketchum, leaving us subject to the annoying guitar-hero antics of Grant Tye (a vet of workaday bores the Cathy Richardson Band), but bassist Lorne Rall and drummer Dan Massey are a worthy match for their leader's outsize stage charisma. Chris Mills opens. Thursday, December 31, 10 PM, Schubas, 3159 N. Southport; 773-525-2508. PETER MARGASAK
Art accompanying story in printed newspaper (not available in this archive): photo by Jim Herrington.