Things To Do In Dallas Tonight: July 25

Monday, Monday. It just keeps showing up. And with the sort of heat that makes the wing walk (you know, arms and elbows up for maximum cooling effect) a necessity by 9 AM.

What’s on TV tonight? Not much, except for an early Freaks and Geeks rerun that I would obviously be into. So instead of sitting at home and blasting your A/C, head to the Texas Theatre and allow them to run up their electric bill for you. They’re showing The Apple, probably one of the most awesomely awful movie musicals of all time, on 35 mm. Which doesn’t exactly sound like a positive endorsement, but hear me out. In the wake of Amy Winehouse’s recent death and the speculation that comes along with it, the film’s plot (two naive kids trying to make it in the music business get dragged into some sort of drugged up underworld) might strike some as less than appropriate. But it’s so far out there that it’s just funny, one of those “so bad it’s good” things with the bizarre cult following to match.

I love Cool Out, and I love Shelley Carroll at the Amsterdam. But last week, I ended up at the Pussycat Lounge (I know, I know) with a small group of old friends, listening to the Funky Knuckles do their neo-soul jazz jam for a few hours. One of these friends, who, in my incredibly unbiased opinion is an extremely talented percussionist, was my prom date way back when. And turns out he’s still a great person to know. Jonathan pointed out the keyboardist as a guy who produced tracks for Beyonce’s latest album, and the drummer as one of his favorites in Dallas. Instruments and musicians rotate throughout a set that lasts until they’re all ready to quit. Which isn’t until very, very late.

Three fair warnings before you go. First, if you go with music nuts, you’ll probably witness a totally obscure game of “name that song.” I only got one, and it was Herbie Hancock. Two, the Pussycat charges a dollar for tap water, which annoyed me even though I end up tipping that for water anyway. Three, the weird nameless club around the corner from the lounge may or may not try to lure you in with the promise of “cool kid stuff.” Cotton candy? A game of Chutes N’ Ladders? It’s a real mystery.

For more to do around town this evening, go here.