8:30 p.m. Revolution. $20.
If videos on YouTube are any indication, Yelawolf is likely to be really good in concert. The self-proclaimed "white trash heartthrob," is wiry, usually shirtless (better to expose his giant screaming eagle-Heart of Dixie tattoo) and wears his hair in a sort of mullet Mohawk, which he thrashes around a lot. And he rhymes in this percussive flow that sounds like a snare drum and often comes so quick it's difficult to understand.
The Gadsen, Ala., native raps about standard stuff — partying, cars, women — but often cleverer than most and often seasoned with a healthy dash of backwoods color. Meth and Mossy Oak shirts make regular appearances. It's like the Elmore Leonard-based TV show "Justified" — cartoonish, but still compelling and drawn from something real. Last year, the MC appeared memorably on Big Boi's solo record and released his latest album, "Radioactive," via Eminem's imprint, Shady Records.
Kid Rock appears on the release's latest single. If Yelawolf is to break from the upper tier of the underground into the mainstream, now is the time.