Coyle Girelli

If your Spotify algorithm hasn't yet graced you with the velvety timbre of Coyle Girelli, consider this your wake-up call. The Brit troubadour, whose voice sounds like it was cultivated in a secret garden somewhere between Nick Cave's brooding allure and Roy Orbison's ghostly croon, is gracing us with his presence this Saturday. Expect a night that oscillates between heart-thumping anthems and soul-stirring ballads, all unfolding under the dim glow of the coolest dive in town. Doors swing open at 9pm, but you'll want to be there early to soak in the scene and sip something strong. Trust us, this is one sonic pilgrimage you won’t want to miss—your future self will thank you. $20 advance tickets are a no-brainer; procrastinators, prepare to pony up $25 at the door.