9 p.m., Revolution. $20.
Eric Church knows his audience, and they are him. “The scars on my knuckles match the scuffs on these cowboy boots/and there's a whole lot more like me,” he sings on “How Bout You?” a tribute to all things Southern and blue-collar. Not exactly novel territory in country music, but like the best in the business, Church manages to elevate standard fare — some might say cliche — with a witty turn of phrase. Here he offers perspective on a woman who's hit the road (“I believe that Jesus is comin' back/Before she does”), there he describes a pregnancy scare (“We were young and on fire and just couldn't wait/Six weeks in, she was three weeks late”). Just about everywhere he layers muscular rock 'n' roll flourishes over a twang-y base. Look for a live show that's even more raucous on Friday. At a recent concert, Church told his audience, “I like my country ROCKIN'.” Here's betting he won't have any trouble filling up the place with the likeminded.