How do I begin to describe Emperor X? The RFT’s Ryan Wasoba calls it “bookish spazz folk” and claims the latest release (Western Teleport, Bar None Records) sounds like “Sufjan Stevens’ Illinois record undergoing shock therapy.” Which was enough to make me listen to the record once. Chad Matheny’s engaging, visceral earnestness and the dense tension of being simultaneously lo-fi and intricate, made me listen to the album again. And again. And again! Because every time it’s over, my first thought is always, “Not yet, no.”

Maybe Emperor X is a poppier, glitchier version of The Mountain Goats, or a less-geeky They Might Be Giants, or a more sincere Violent Femmes, or a well-adjusted Perfume Genius, recommended if you like pictures of kittens in pith helmets, blanket static in the dark, or black velvet paintings of war. It really doesn’t matter. What matters is, they’re playing in Saint Louis at The Firebird on Sunday night. And, also in the category of mattering, the opening act is St. Louis’ own Britches, who are also indescribable and exquisite, and who were an integral part of this sublime concert at The ‘Bird that totally knocked me deaf last year.

Sunday night will be a highlight of my year, even if it’s just me and three other people nerding out all night. But it will be even more fun if you come, too. Doors open at 7:30, show at 8:00. $8.

Emperor X – Canada Day on Spotify