CYRUS CHESTNUT He's celebrating the imminent release of You Are My Sunshine, a CD worth celebrating. The point of the album is to mine the common ground between gospel and vernacular grooves, which has always animated his music, but this set goes beyond the provincial book of Blessed Quietness, with two of the most compelling and spirited tracks devoted to Cole Porter and Erroll Garner. He'll appear with a trio, and if he sustains the energy of the CD, which he almost always does anyway, this should be a rollicking gig. WEDNESDAY AND THURSDAY AT 7:30 AND 9:30, FRIDAY AND SATURDAY AT 7:30, 9:30, AND 11:30, SUNDAY AT 7:30 AND 9:30, Jazz Standard, 116 East 27th Street, 212-576-2232. (Giddins)

TERENCE TRENT D'ARBY TTD's most recent release—portentously entitled Terence Trent D'Arby's Wildcard! despite his changing his name (and karma?) to Sananda Maitreya—has generally won rave reviews from those who never lost faith in this neo-soul prodigy. Inspired production (in part provided by Dallas Austin) and perfectly manicured vocals remind us why radio initially loved him. Don't be late to the show or risk missing a favorite track from his polymorphous past. As a sly storyteller with five albums to choose from, TTD is likely to structure his playlist in order to tell you something you'll probably want to hear. THURSDAY AT 8, B.B. King Blues Club and Grill, 237 West 42nd Street, 212-307-7171. (Cooper)

JUNIOR SENIOR Over-the-top tweenybop disco-rock (where both the rock and the disco sound like ultra-glam 1974, except during garage-punk and Beastie-rap and bubble-salsa parts) from one straight goofball and one gay goofball from Denmark who wish they were Lee Hazlewood and Nancy Sinatra if not the New York Dolls (they say so in one song), though they sound more like Wham! covering the Electric Six. Their singing dredges up creepy Happy Mondays flashbacks, so usually on their relentlessly ebullient debut album they just yell, and you yell back. About dancing, or good girls and bad boys. Or coconuts. With Robbers on High Street and Harlem Shakes. TUESDAY AT 7:30, Knitting Factory, 74 Leonard Street, 212-219-3006. (Eddy)

Ties that bind: Takeshi Kitano's Dolls delves into everlasting love (see film).
photo: courtesy BAM
Ties that bind: Takeshi Kitano's Dolls delves into everlasting love (see film).

'LOST JAZZ SHRINES' This excellent series is back for its fifth year with concerts that explore gone but unforgotten venues and the music associated with them. This time all three concerts salute Cafe Society, Barney Josephson's historic Greenwich Village club that broke the color bar and fell victim to the '50s witch-hunt. The second event explores "The Piano Tradition of Mary Lou Williams & Others"—including Hazel Scott, whose appearance led directly to her becoming the first black artist featured on the cover of the Daily News' Sunday supplement. Williams, who later spurred the music revival at Josephson's '70s club, the Cookery, left a remarkable body of compositions, which will be played by Joanne Brackeen, Bertha Hope, and Francesca Tanksley. FRIDAY AT 8, Tribeca Performing Arts Center, 199 Chambers Street, 212-220-1460. (Giddins)

PREFUSE 73+FOUR TET+MANITOBA+A GRAPE DOPE If you say yes to instrumental music with its head in the clouds and its feet tracing a groove, this is your bill. Atlanta native and Barcelona expat Prefuse 73's new One Word Extinguisher (Warp) features shorter, more- glitch-than-hop songs than its predecessors, but its bubbly, synthetic textures will grow on you. Four Tet's Rounds (Domino) is ambient IDM for indie rockers, with all the good and bad that implies. Manitoba's Up in Flames (Domino/Leaf) is even airier, though its best track is a 1:45 alien-surf instrumental. A Grape Dope are the electronica side project of Tortoise/Eternals drummer John Herndon, whose Missing Dragons EP drags Sally Timms and Dose One along for the ride. THURSDAY AT 8:30, Bowery Ballroom, 6 Delancey Street, 212-533-2111; FRIDAY AT 9, Southpaw, 125 Fifth Avenue, Brooklyn, 718-230-0236. (Matos)

AMY RIGBY The best songwriter in Nashville used to live in Williamsburg and damned if I can tell whether anyone in either location knows or cares. All four of her albums are good and the new one is the best since her first. Sings like she knows who she is, loves a good band, and—I warn on general principles rather than privileged information—may not stick it out forever. Go tell her she'd better. With Kenny White. MONDAY AT 7, Joe's Pub, 425 Lafayette Street, 212-239-6200. (Christgau)


VIRTUAL UNIVERSE TOUR Summer is a fine season for romantic evening cruises under the stars, but why not sail through them instead? The supercomputer-generated Virtual Universe conjured by seven projectors in the Space Theater was once the exclusive domain of astrophysicists and their students, but now, starting Tuesday (and every first Tuesday of the month) it's a uniquely New York date. Not to be confused with pre-programmed movies, live presenters will take you through space in such vivid 3-D—looping behind stars and twirling constellations—that you may get queasy. THURSDAY AT 6:30, Hayden Planetarium, Central Park West and 81st Street, 212-769-5200, (Baard)




ARNOLD NEWMAN Perhaps because Newman's stylishly staged pictures of artists and performers are among the most famous photographic portraits of the 20th century, many of us have virtually stopped seeing them. So the time is right to see those photos not as overexposed icons but as the brilliant end results of a rigorous, shrewd creative process. This installation uses an array of contact sheets, uncropped originals, and other variants to show how Newman reduced a session's worth of pictures down to one or two definitive shots. His subjects range from Picasso, Stieglitz, and Stravinsky to a startlingly out-of-context Marilyn Monroe. THROUGH JUNE 14, Howard Greenberg Gallery, 120 Wooster Street, 212-334-0010. (Aletti)

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