Sunday November 8

The Bravery, Living Things, The Dustys

[DISHONEST MISTAKES] Seemingly lingering forever in the shadow of the Killers (were any bands worse named?), the Bravery brought a synthesized sincerity and manful New Wave stylings that won magazine covers and soundtracked countless video games, despite all sounding a bit like Duran Duran. Forgoing the modern-rock musings of its sophomore release, the Bravery is set to release a third album, Stir the Blood, that embraces a macabre disco queasiness. However, even considering the songs were written amid frontman Sam Endicott's Shakira collaborations, some bands just aren't made to record a song called “Hatefuck.” JAY HORTON. Roseland 8 pm. $18 advance, $20 day of show. All ages.

Monday November 9

Dropkick Murphys, The Flatliners, The Insurgence, My Life in Black & White

[GREEN MONSTERS] Alongside their Red Sox overlords (who transformed themselves from lovable losers to world-beating automatons trailing insufferable front runners) and late-career sponsor Martin Scorsese (who name-checked the Quincy boys after finally winning an Oscar for his worst movie), the Dropkick Murphys are experiencing a recent ubiquity that doesn't seem exactly their fault. The band’s Departed anthem, “I'm Shipping Up to Boston,” may be an odd choice of rallying cry for a fan base reportedly bothered by a drunken-louts reputation, but the chiming stomper perfectly fits the Murphys' Celtic-tinged, punk-by-numbers, heretofore-adorably-downmarket bar band repertoire. Hey, and at least they don't sell pink hats. JAY HORTON. Roseland 8 pm. $25 advance, $28 day of show. All ages.

Tuesday November 10

B.B. King, Lukas Nelson and the Promise of the Real

[LEGENDARY BLUES] For nearly 60 years, B.B. King has reigned as the crowned king of the blues, and little has changed except for the octogenarian rasp in his voice. Strange, then, that King’s playing the Roseland rather than the Schnitz or the Rose Garden, places where legends typically hold court. Hell, can B.B. even get past the venue’s security with all the insulin needles he carries to appease his diabetes? The venue’s an odd choice, but a good one. Rarely can one see such a name in such a relatively intimate setting, and there’s no better way to be moved by a legend. AP KRYZA. Roseland 8 pm. $50 GA, $75 balcony. 21+.

Saturday November 14

Puscifer, Sweethead

[ÆSTHETICS] The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world Dean Martin didn't exist. Maynard James Keenan—A Perfect Circle mainstay and ever the sharpest Tool in the shed—somehow managed to convince a rabid fanbase of black-shirted scowlers that pet project Puscifer (featuring Milla Jovovich, sketch comedy, and achingly sincere Elton John covers) would be, um, ironic? Subversive? From the handful of original tracks Keenan's released—which feature Jovovich's vocals sidling around sampled wedge-rows orchestrated to reward covergirl swagger—the live Puscifer multimedia cavalcade seems inextricably tied to Vegas origins. JAY HORTON. Roseland 8 pm. SOLD OUT. All ages.

Sunday November 15

Hollywood Undead, Atreyu, Escape The Fate, The Sleeping

[EWW METAL] Continuing the wave of white rappers from L.A., Hollywood Undead offers the requisite themes of homophobia, titties, exaggerated violence and excess drinking and drugging. But Hollywood Undead serves it up slathered in nu metal, spitting its standard-issue rhymes about shaking asses and drinking Mickey’s over a backdrop of metal riffs and pulsating synth. To its credit, the six-piece band does play instruments while its members take turns rapping/screaming behind masks that resemble characters from The Strangers. It’s a gimmick, to be sure, but one that should work well for frat guys and Ultimate Fighting tailgates. AP KRYZA. Roseland 7 pm. $25 advance, $28 day of show. All ages.