9 p.m., Juanita's. $10 adv., $12 d.o.s.
Confession: I don't get dudes who play electric guitar. Rather, I don't get Dudes Who Play Electric Guitar. So much of their panache seems so unaware, so self-serving. I'm talking about the gear fetishism, the fine-tuned tone snobbery, the obscene ponytail ratio, the grotesque facial contortions. I'm talking about the race to see who can play the most unnecessary notes in the shortest amount of time. So I have Dudes Who Play Electric Guitar filed in the “I'll never get this” drawer right alongside “improvisational comedy” and “saxophones.” But that's not to say there isn't incredible skill and discipline displayed on stage and on record by self-styled guitar virtuosos like Chris Duarte. After a coming-of-musical-age in 1980s Austin, a mecca for Texas blues-jazz guitar, and receiving Guitar Player's “Best New Talent” award in '95 (not to mention fourth in the magazine's “Best Blues Guitarist” category behind a helluva triumvirate — Clapton, Guy, and King), Duarte's older, wiser and bringing his power trio to Juanita's for a night of, well, electric guitar music. If it's down your alley, then this is a must-see. The Joe Pitts Band opens.