CHRISTOPHER DENNY AND THE OLD SOLES
9 p.m., White Water Tavern. $5.
There is, officially, nothing new to say about Chris Denny. He's been writ up in these pages and elsewhere locally probably a hundred times. So since it's all been said, I'm going to be redundant for the new folks and casual entertainment readers. First and foremost, the 23-year-old has a preternaturally strong voice. I've called it a high warble before. Others bandy about Jimmie Dale Gilmore and a young Roy Orbison. Over the last several years, he's released two albums of old-school folk rock, the latter of which came out on a national indie, which led to a face-to-face with Rick Rubin, a glowing review from Pitchfork and a profile on NPR. Lately, the crooner has been a ghost around town. Whether he's been flirting with the precipice of what stardom there is for old-school folk-rockers with high warbles or seeing the country, it's always a big to-do when he returns. On Friday and Saturday, Denny and his backing band, the Old Soles, hold down White Water's stage.