Concert Craze

You’ve gotta hand it to the dudes in Warrant: They’re always willing to embarrass themselves for your amusement.

Remember the matching, seagull-turd-white leather outfits they used to don back in the day? Yikes. Those get-ups were harder on the eyes than your high school yearbook picture.

And who could forget those towering, Aquanet bangs, a threat to low-flying craft everywhere?

Finally, there was the immortal “Cherry Pie,” a tasteful ode to fornicating in the kitchen, on the front lawn, etc. The tune is rife with sexual innuendo that sounds as if it were penned by a Viagra-mad Emeril Lagasse, including the classic couplet: “She wanted me to feed her / So I mixed up the batter, and she licked the beater.”

Yes, a grown man actually sang those lines, and that guy was blond man-mountain Jani Lane, one of the better hair-metal belters, who since has made amends with his former band mates to launch the first Warrant reunion tour in four years.

The outing recently was imperiled when the tour’s co-headliner, fellow glam rock mainstays Cinderella, had to drop off the bill after their frontman developed vocal cord issues.

But though many of the shows were canceled, Warrant still will play the Vegas date.

No, the group never will be confused with fellow Sunset Strip alums Van Halen or Mötley Crüe, but hey, they’ve aged a lot better than, say, Trixter.

They’ve elicited their fair share of chuckles over the years, but at least they’ve saved the last laugh for themselves.

See the band at 7:30 p.m. Saturday at Sunset Station, 1301 W. Sunset Road, Henderson. Tickets are $29-$51; call 547-5300.

Speaking of reclamation projects, what ever happened to Everlast? You know, the white rapper dude from House of Pain who notched a solo hit with “What It’s Like,” a bummer of a tune that’s like watching the family dog get hit by a cement truck.

A mix of hip-hop, acoustic soul and Southern blues, Everlast’s world-weary, blue-collar solo discs have never really fit in any one format, which is why he’s all but disappeared from the airwaves after his overlooked 2000 disc, “Eat at Whitey’s.”

Nowadays, Everlast is self-releasing his albums, coming with the new “Love War and the Ghost of Whitey Ford” this September, which features a cover of Johnny Cash’s “Folsom Prison Blues.”

He’s back in town for a free show as part of the “Rock the Block” festivities at the El Cortez, a casino every bit as gritty as Everlast’s life-hardened repertoire.

The show starts at 6 p.m. today at the Fremont East Entertainment District. Call 385-5200.

“You can tell by the way that I talk that I’ve got hard, hard, hard, hard, hard feelings,” Constantines frontman Steve Lambke sings at the onset of his band’s gut-roiling new disc, “Kensington Heights,” his voice choked with desperation, like a man trying to fend off a grizzly bear with a butter knife.

Tense, lean and business-minded, the Constantines’ brittle, biting, post-punk jams swing back and forth on a pendulum of longing and release, ranging from clenched-fist rockers to spare, desolate Americana.

At times they sound like a gene splice between Fugazi and Neil Young and Crazy Horse, but mostly, they just sound like themselves.

See the band at 10 p.m. Saturday at Beauty Bar, 517 Fremont St. Tickets are $8; call 598-1965.

They’ve been branded poseurs and window dressers, the poster boys for watered-down punk.

But really, Good Charlotte has never really sought to be anything other than the kind of radio-friendly rock band that sells enough records for them to bed models.

And that’s precisely what they’ve become, heavily tattooed tabloid fodder who currently make more headlines for who they’re dating than their tunes.

That’s not entirely fair to this bunch, who’ve developed sturdy pop smarts manifested in everything from a brooding, Smiths-styled mope to chirping boy band funk.

C’mon, don’t hate these dudes just cause their girlfriends are hotter than yours.

See the band at 9 p.m. Saturday at the Hard Rock pool, 4455 Paradise Road. Tickets are $32; call 693-5066.

Contact reporter Jason Bracelin at jbracelin@reviewjournal.com or 702-383-0476.

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