When: Fri., Feb. 16, 9 p.m. 2018
Like a Southern preacher on a bender, Slim Cessna is the sort of frontman who knows how to prosthelytize the blasphemous. His eponymous band, Slim Cessna’s Auto Club, delivers sly, cynical slabs of American gothic, imbued with the fire-and-brimstone intensity of a band like Swans and the dark humor of author Flannery O’Connor. The Denver-based group treats roots music like a religion unto itself: Consider their 2016 album The Commandments According to SCAC, which outlines the band’s own version of the Decalogue, or their pseudo-reworking of Woody Guthrie’s “This Land Is Your Land,” which turns that folk standard into a teeth-gnashing call to arms. Regardless of your current denomination, anyone who likes their twang with a little edge should consider converting to the Church of Cessna, where weekly communion is nothin’ but a shot of whiskey.