"We're rolling doublewide!" sang Southern Culture on the Skids, Wednesday at Skipper's. With western shirts and a beehive wig, the threesome blazed through tunes like "My House Has Wheels," and "Daddy Was a Preacher, Momma Was a Go-Go Dancer." Although the group pokes fun at down-home culture, they embrace the southern rockabilly style and add some surf-rock flair for good measure.

The crowd was just as rowdy as the band. At the entrance, a handwritten sign read, "No standing on benches or tables during the SCOTS show." No matter. There was plenty of room on stage for half-drunk fans to dance during the final song of the first set.

The bassist warmed up for the second round by reapplying a coat of lipstick from Beyoncé's new line while the singer launched into, "I Want to Smell Your Pudding." The song struck a chord with the crowd, but it just made me kind of hungry. 

  

Thursday, Emma and Kelly stood guard outside Ruth Eckerd Hall for Spamalot's rendition of Monty Python's Holy Grail. They made sure all who entered left their coconut-hoofed horses outside and brought a shrubbery to appease the Knights Who Say Ni.

"He sounds like a hundred-year-old black man," Geri X said, describing Toby Bonar as he serenaded the crowd packing into the Globe Coffee Lounge Friday for the release of Geri X's new album.

This article appears in Mar 5-11, 2008.