Columbus no-fi noise-rockers Psychedelic Horseshit stumble into town on the heels of their debut full-length, Magic Flowers Droned, out on experimental stalwart Siltbreeze. An ear-scorching 31-minute slab of ramshackle beats, faux Julian Casablancas croons, and hilariously out-of-tune guitar solos, Droned teeters on the edge of brilliant garage-band status and drunken ridiculousness, precariously held together by frontman Matt Whitehurst. Catch the glorious mess that is Psychedelic Horseshit at the Hemlock Tavern this Wednesday, Nov. 14, at 9:30 p.m. Admission is $7; call 923-0923 or visit www.hemlocktavern.com for more info. — Mike Munz
If you're chemically bonded to garage-rock acts, songs about one-upping your stupid ol' ex, and glee-producing pop hooks, then get thee to the Jay Reatard show this week. The Memphis music vet has broken plenty of blood vessels and bruised many a guitar chord in his short years, adding his wicked charisma to acts including the Lost Sounds, the Reatards, and the Angry Angles. But it's under his own magical moniker that he has really risen in the songwriting ranks, garnering much-deserved acclaim for 2006's Blood Vision, a fantastic collection of spastic revenge tales. More recent singles like the Goner 7-inch "I Know a Place" display a more, er, tender side of his lo-fi genius (even lovers' lanes are macabre in his imagination). Watch Jay Reatard paint San Francisco red on Friday, Nov. 16, at 12 Galaxies at 9 p.m. Admission is $10; call 970-9777 or visit www.12galaxies.com for more info. — Jennifer Maerz
One of the driving forces behind Brazil's Tropicalia movement alongside fellow songwriter Gilberto Gil and experimental rockers Os Mutantes, Caetano Veloso is no stranger to radical musical innovation. His career encompasses delicate acoustic bossa nova, eclectic global pop, and heavily orchestrated, fuzztone-drenched psychedelia. His 2004 studio release, A Foreign Sound, gave a studied overview of the Great American Songbook that placed Kurt Cobain and Stevie Wonder alongside Cole Porter and Jerome Kern. Veloso's latest effort, Cê, takes him in the opposite direction, backed by a trio of young Brazilian musicians for a raw sound that rocks harder than anything he's done since his groundbreaking albums of the late '60s. Hear why he remains one of Brazil's greatest treasures when he holds forth at the Nob Hill Masonic Center on Saturday, Nov. 17, at 8 p.m. Admission is $25-88; visit www.sfjazz.org for more info. — Dave Pehling
Whether fronting the almighty Black Sabbath or pursuing his solo career, Ozzy Osbourne has never lacked for hordes of worshipful followers. Some decried the deflation of his "Prince of Darkness" mystique because of his role as befuddled rock dad on MTV's The Osbournes, but the rock icon's utter lack of pretension also endeared him to millions of new fans. Metalheads tired of the abbreviated, hour-long sets delivered by the master during his annual Ozzfest jaunts will line up en masse to see him headline a rare arena show with longtime songwriting foil Zakk Wylde on guitar and former Faith No More drummer Mike Bordin. Expect classic Randy Rhoads–era material and tracks from his surprisingly well-received recent effort Black Rain when the Ozzman cometh to Oracle Arena with undead rocker and horror-film auteur Rob Zombie on Sunday, Nov. 18, at 7:30 p.m. Admission is $47.50-76; call 510-569-2121 or visit www.coliseum.com for more info. — D.P.