John Egan The Big Easy, March 17

Solo bluesman John Egan sings in a tone that suggests someone is constantly walking over his grave, and his lyrics are loaded with bad mojo like nature gone haywire and apocalyptic visions. All he needs live is his National Resonator, one of those shiny silver guitars that sting and snarl, and has begun mastering the followup to 2012's spare and sinister Phantoms. In January Egan advanced to the semifinals of the International Blues Challenge's solo competition for the second year in a row, vying with bluesmen and women all over the planet. CHRIS GRAY

Robin Thicke Reliant Stadium, March 18

Robin Thicke has been goin' through some thangs lately, as the Growing Pains scion has learned how steep the bill for superstardom in the music biz can be. No sooner did the 37-year-old R&B singer reach the pinnacle of his career with the Pharrell-assisted, oh-so-smooth "Blurred Lines," one of the 2010s' definitive singles thus far, did the widespread allegations of misogyny (for both the song and video) and plagiarism (from the heirs of Marvin Gaye) start flying.

Not long after that, Thicke got caught in the wake of Miley Cyrus' VMA hurricane, and more recently his marriage to actress Paula Patton wound up on the rocks (though they may have since reconciled). But if he learns even a few simple lessons and refracts all that drama back into his next record -- like Marvin himself, and so many others before and since -- Thicke could finally eclipse Justin Timberlake once and for all. CHRIS GRAY

Bayou City Good Old Boys Continental Club, March 18

Early rock and roll, rockabilly and boogie-woogie may have all but disappeared from non-satellite radio, but the sounds of yesteryear are alive and swingin' Tuesday nights at the Continental, as played by a group of youngsters who couldn't have been born before the Reagan administration.

But for the past several months, first at Mango's and now on Mid-Main, the Bayou City Good Old Boys have been bringing the sounds of Jerry Lee Lewis, Ritchie Valens and the pre-Sgt. Pepper Beatles to a crowd that would otherwise only recognize "Fat Elvis" as ex-Astro Lance Berkman's old nickname. Attendance has been steadily picking up, helped no doubt by no cover charge, but do the Boys a favor and slip them a well-deserved fiver or two. With the Broken Spokes. CHRIS GRAY

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