When we hear the name Hoodie Allen we envision a cross between Big Baby Jesus, a.k.a. Dirt McGirt, or Wu Tang Clan's Ol' Dirty Bastard, and Larry David.
Sounds too soft for you? Well, in the absence of an MC that dares to pair gangsta ribaldry with Hasidic orthodoxy, we'll make do with this guy.
Good ol' Hoodie (his mama named him Steven Markowitz) is like if Asher Roth didn't drop out after a semester and a half of binge drinking - and brief addiction to green tea caffeine pills - got good grades, joined a fraternity, and started three fucking honor societies.
Ultimately, the MC's true persona may more closely align with the latter half of his namesake, having sampled Death Cab For Cutie and Marina & the Diamonds, alongside other user-friendly indie rock. Y'know, the kind of stuff Alvy Singer would have on his iPod if he actually existed.
Hoodie Allen. With Aer and Jared Evan.
7:30 p.m., Friday, April 5, at Culture Room, 3045 N Federal Highway, Ft Lauderdale.
Tickets cost $20 with fees.
Call 954-564-1074, or visit cultureroom.net.