9 p.m., Revolution. $15.
Despite what you may have heard, Girl Talk
isn't sold out. All advance tickets are gone, but Revolution has reserved 100 that'll be available when the doors open at 7 p.m. Better get there earlier, the hordes are sure to descend. And for what exactly? To see Greg Gillis, a 27-year-old former biomedical engineer, push buttons on his laptop and dance spasmodically? Well, yeah, sort of. But don't discount the spasmodic dancing. Watch a clip of a past show on YouTube
; whether it's by stripping down to his underwear, lighting things on fire or employing synchronized dancers, Gillis knows how to get a party hype. But even more than the chance to see a skinny white dude in his skivvies, the crowds come because Gillis pushes dance floor populism to previously unimagined heights. On his latest, widely-beloved album, “Feed the Animals,” he sampled snippets of some 320 different songs, layering bits of Huey Lewis on top of Lil Mama, Temple of the Dog on Lil Wayne and T.I. over Sinead O'Connor — and that's just on the first song. It's attention-deprived and omnivorous, perfect for the web sprawl that seems to dominate our era. Surprisingly danceable, too. The electro-pop duo Mad Happy