Sure, Beck swooped over the carcass of the genre for an ephemeral late-night snack with Midnite Vultures, but Har Mar made a meal ticket out of his white-boy hipster soul, played as parody but really an homage hiding under a porny veneer. In the early and mid-2000s, Har Mar toured energetically, prodding his too-cool-for-dance audiences into busting real moves. And they’ve kept dancing ever since—even as Har Mar slid from view during the decade’s second half—at your local bar’s ubiquitous Soul Night. But Har Mar’s back with a new album, Bye Bye 17, and it’s time for that crowd to reacquaint itself with its maker.
Thu., Aug. 15, 8 p.m., 2013