King Khan And The Shrines, Jacuzzi Boys, One Eyed Jacks, 9pm. Internationally hated by riot control police yet adored by the quirky and cool alike, King Khan and The Shrines are on the move and they’re coming to NOLA, baby. These good-humored and rowdy youngsters play some good, old-timey, part-psychedelic-part-bi band-part-summer-beach party-on-mescaline, rock-you-to-the-bottom-of-your soul music that would make James Brown proud. In fact, they could’ve probably gone head-to-head with the (R.I.P.) Godfather of Soul when it comes to performing with zest, high energy, and showmanship. To say that these kids are eccentric is a bit of an understatement. With a band member that goes by Bamboorella (go-go queen of the underworld) it’s safe to say that King Khan and The Shrines are not your parents’ soul band. With a take-no-prisoners attitude, pulpy image and a delicious throwback sound, you’ll feel like you have no choice but to go along for the ride, no matter how strange it may be. —Caroline DeBruhl