Ironists, ethnomusicologists and mere stoners with impeccable taste, clear your calendars for Monday. The cyclical and cannibalistic nature of pop culture is apotheosized in this Golden Gate of generation-gap bridges: outre Brazilian outlaws Os Mutantes, 1960s Tropicalismo psych/rock originators, open for Beverly Hills High alum Ariel Pink (nee Rosenberg), aught-decade aggregator of 40 years of errant radio waves, a pirate of AM pyrite. The first-born cub of Animal Collective's Paw Tracks imprint in 2004, Pink, recording solo under the band-aid guise Haunted Graffiti, hasn't just swallowed his own tail — he seems to have swallowed the tail end of the 20th century, regurgitating the paisley '60s, bell-bottomed '70s, pastel '80s and scruffy '90s onto a blotter-paper canvas in his own solipsistic, headphone-imprisoned image. A dial-spinning daydream of tinsel-haired vocal caricature, roller-rink synths and funky, flatulent bass, June release Before Today (4AD) does precisely what the six preceding Haunted Graffiti LPs did: plumb new depths of Pink's 500-plus cassette track catalog, turning up ear clogs that change on each rotation from gnarly to nostalgic, trashy to terrific. Tickets $20. — Noah Bonaparte Pais
Nov. 8
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti with Os Mutantes
10 p.m. Monday
One Eyed Jacks, 615 Toulouse St., 569-8361; www.oneeyedjacks.net