THE LITTLE BOOKS ROCK JACK RABBITS, LEATHERFACE CHEWS THE FAT AT SUN-RAY
Jenny Lewis' gentle twang, GAAM's gamer geeks, Lil' Boosie's rhymes and some of the best photographers anywhere take center stage
BLACK & WHITE
“It was military photographers who took pictures of the atomic bomb testing just as documentation, but someone could put a picture of a mushroom cloud on their wall and say it’s art,” says award-winning photographer Jon M. Fletcher, a panelist for Black & White, a discussion debating aspects of The New York Times Magazine Photographs exhibit. Is photojournalism merely documentation or is it art? Fletcher debates the topic with a panel that includes Kelly Jordan, USA Today visuals editor, and Paul Karabinis, University of North Florida associate professor of photography. 7 p.m. July 10 at the Museum of Contemporary Art Jacksonville, Downtown, free. Members-only reception at 6 p.m.
THE LITTLE BOOKS
Five months after being featured in these pages, Robin Rütenberg will be heating up the summer with the long-anticipated arrival of Bridges and Empires, the debut album by The Little Books, her project with Rick “rickoLus” Colado. The album is already available online, with the official release (on CD and deluxe vinyl) slated for CoRK on Aug. 3, kicking off a mini-tour that covers 13 cities in nine states in its first 14 days, with more dates to be added. You don’t have to wait until then to hear the soft-spoken but passionate Rütenberg, though. The Little Books top a bill with Amythyst Kiah, Cougar Barrel and Nora Thomas 1964. 8:30 p.m. July 11 at Jack Rabbits, San Marco, $8 in advance.
THE TEXAS CHAIN SAW MASSACRE
Forty years after it took shook theatergoers, The Texas Chain Saw Massacre has spawned several spinoffs and renditions of that chainsaw-lugging fiend with a face only a family of sadistic backwoods cannibals could love. But there’s only one original, and Sun-Ray Cinema is showing a newly restored version of the bloodcurdling thrasher with Gunnar Hansen, the Leatherface, in attendance. Try some Texas-style barbecue while chewing the fat (and maybe some of the Sawyer clan’s infamous headcheese) with the man who played the monster that changed the face of American horror. 9:30 p.m. July 12 (July 11 screening without Hansen) at Sun-Ray Cinema, 5 Points, $24.
Baton Rouge’s Lil’ Boosie (a family nickname) has a rap name to match his rap sheet. Originally arrested for having a few joints on him, he’s since been indicted for first-degree murder (found not guilty, though he did threaten to kill the DA in one of his songs) and attempting to smuggle drugs into prison. According to Boosie, he needed a little escapism at the time. “I’m fighting the death penalty. I need drugs,” he said on the radio show Sway in the Morning. Boosie completed a self-help program while in prison and earned his GED, and became eligible for a shorter sentence. Since his release in May, he’s appeared on a 2 Chainz EP and launched a national tour. And for reasons that surpass understanding, he’s playing the Prime Osborn. 8 p.m. July 12 at Prime Osborn Convention Center, Downtown, $50-$250.
You may have no idea what a Chocobo is and you may not have cursed Sephiroth in the late ’90s after the biggest shocker in video game history. No worries. GAAM Fantasy is more than a gaming geek’s final fantasy. Games, Art and Music’s fourth production is the biggest yet, with cosplay, game exhibitors, arcade games, live music and a charity art auction (Juan Manuel’s piece, left) benefiting First Coast No More Homeless Pets and the Wounded Warrior Project. There’s free Aardwolf beer (wine and liquor also sold), food and surprises, too. Geeks unite. 6-11 p.m. July 12 at The Museum and Gardens, $30 for one, $50 for two in advance; $50 each at the door. After-party at Dive Bar, 10 p.m.-2 a.m.
Indie queen and former Rilo Kiley frontwoman Jenny Lewis tours this summer to promote her new solo album, The Voyager, dropping July 29. “Just One of the Guys,” a single from the album, is Jenny at her best, singing heartbreakingly honest, funny lyrics about getting older and hearing her biological clock tick. The song has Beck, its producer, on backup vocals. Lewis is a chameleon; in her new incarnation, she sings with a perfected gentle twang that complements her mostly autobiographical stories. She opens for boring-ass adult-contemporary folk artist Ray LaMontagne, who’s lucky to be in the same room with her. 7:30 p.m. July 15 at The Florida Theatre, Downtown, $39.50-$49.50.