Jenny Lewis 

8 p.m. Sunday, June 14. The Pageant, 6161 Delmar Boulevard.

Jenny Lewis is smarter, sexier and twice as evil as any femme fatale in indie rock. Other than that, there's nothing to worry about. "I'm a carpet bagger, baby," she wails on Acid Tongue, last year's secular gospel and gothic-Southern-rock workout. And no, she's not singing about being a Vegas-born, Hollywood-trained exploiter of Southern idioms. She's got other plans for that carpet. Or so her personae — brutal sexual politician, imperial outlaw Jezebel, false-hearted friend, demigoddess of addiction and poetry — would have fans of bands like Postal Service, the Watson Twins and Rilo Kiley (her other projects) believe. But her nerve-shattering alto, underrated piano chops and candid and cinematic songwriting are the greatest persuasions of all.

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