RHIANNON GIDDENS, BHI BHIMAN
(Aladdin Theater, 3017 SE Milwaukie) The title track of Rhiannon Giddens' debut solo album, Tomorrow Is My Turn, comes from a song by French composer Charles Aznavour, which was later interpreted by Nina Simone. Though based on the experiences of WWII French prisoners of war, for Simone the song became a uniquely personal statement, a cry of endurance and triumph against all odds. For Giddens, this sentiment could be interpreted in another way; after a musical career spanning more than a decade, it seems as though her turn in the spotlight is about to arrive. Giddens first came to national attention with the Carolina Chocolate Drops, the Grammy Award-winning string band she co-founded in 2005 in North Carolina. The Carolina Chocolate Drops were unique in today's folk scene because they were African American, and they were proficient with numerous traditional American instruments, and could interpret many genres of music—Piedmont blues, jug band, gospel, jazz, and even R&B—while making it sound fresh. SANTI ELIJAH HOLLEY Read our full article on Rhiannon Giddens.

TRUE WIDOW, MUSCLE AND MARROW
(White Owl Social Club, 1305 SE 8th) Metal has so many sub-genres these days that it can be dizzying—mostly in good ways. True Widow have been flying their own "stonegaze" flag for years. Their music is as soothing as it is intense. And with each new record, the Texas trio tweaks and perfects its slow-burning heavy rock with new guitar tricks and left-turn dynamics. Their last LP, 2013's Circumambulation, picked up the tempo while still incorporating plenty of riffs and washed-out guitars. It's nice to know they're not resting on their laurels, but expanding within the sound they created. There's been a gap since then. I think it's safe to say there are more surprises on the horizon—perhaps they'll test-drive some new material tonight. Buckle up. MARK LORE

G.B.H., FANG, HAMMERED GRUNTS
(Dante's, 350 W Burnside) Punk bands seem to come and go like empty bottles, but G.B.H. is the ever-fabled bottomless 40. They are grimy, thick, and make you constantly feel like you're one sip away from puking, but somehow there's always more to be had. The English street punk band is like the William S. Burroughs of hardcore: You thought they'd be the first to go, but they've managed to be resilient and conscious into old age. What I'm getting at is that G.B.H. has been together for well over 30 years, and have hardly deviated from their original thrashy sound. They've found their niche and stuck with it, almost entirely free from the scoffs of punk puritans. Whether you've started to forget the words or never knew them in the first place, it doesn't matter. Just expect a fast-paced, youthful energy. CAMERON CROWELL