When the late Cyd Charisse kicked up her heels in the classic musical The Band Wagon, she could be heard singing tunes like "Dancing in the Dark" and "New Sun in the Sky" with a sultry, honeyed voice that only added to the glamorous actor-dancer's charismatic appeal. The problem was, the voice wasn't really hers. Instead, the singing was dubbed by India Adams, who did much the same thing for Joan Crawford in Torch Song. The jazz-pop chanteuse even made light of her behind-the-curtain performances a few years ago when she teamed with fellow dubbers Annette Warren and Betty Wand for a revue cheekily titled "Hollywood's Secret Singing Stars." Tonight the cat's out of the bag, as the veteran stylist purrs such standards as "Easy Street" and "Go to Sleep" with nimbly playful phrasing and a warm, sensuous tone. At this two-night stand, directed by Patricia Herd and helmed by musical director Paul Horner, Adams might even reprise selections from her 1959 debut album, Comfort Me With Apples. Also Sun. (Falling James)

DEKE'S 8th ANNUAL GUITAR GEEK FESTIVAL (F. DAVIE ALLAN & THE ARROWS) AT THE ANAHEIM PLAZA HOTEL

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THE LIFT at Location TBA

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Also playing Saturday: ANDREW BIRD at Largo; OZOKIDS (OZOMATLI DAYTIME KIDS SHOW) at the Echoplex; GOBOTRON at the Troubadour; COLIN L. ORCHESTRA, CSC FUNK BAND, RESIDUAL ECHOES at the Smell; DUDAMEL/MAHLER at Walt Disney Concert Hall.

SUNDAY/JANUARY/16

GRAF ORLOCK, GHOSTLIMB, TOUCHÉ AMORÉ AT THE SMELL

Graf Orlock has a brand-new record out — the Doombox EP. They're four guys from Los Angeles who play really loud grunty, shouty grindcore with samples from blockbuster action movies thrown in. It's sort of like how industrial music used to sample Blade Runner and THX 1138 back in the '90s — it's just another instrument, really, that kind of referentialism, and it works because everyone's seen the same crappy movies by now. Vitriol Records, their record label, also boasts Buena Park crust trio Ghostlimb, merchants of a more personally politicized kind of hardcore, fraught with biblical and medieval references, yet melodic enough to catch the ear of the most jaded bicycling missionary. L.A. post-hardcore quintet Touché Amoré will probably play songs from their brilliantly titled recent full-length, ... To the Beat of a Dead Horse. They have a lot of fun with the genre, in which they find themselves working currently as artists, and lead ranter Jeremy Bolm just looks incredibly happy onstage — a lightness of heart you don't generally see at hardcore shows. (David Cotner)

Also playing Sunday: AURELIO at the Getty Center; INDIA ADAMS at Catalina Bar & Grill.

MONDAY/JANUARY/17

SCREAMING FEMALES AT THE ECHOPLEX

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Also playing Monday: GREAT NORTHERN, THE PIECES at Bardot; THE FLING, BELL BRIGADE, FRANCISCO THE MAN, OBI BEST at the Satellite.

TUESDAY/JANUARY/18

TOBACCO, ROYAL BANGS, NADASTROM AT THE ECHOPLEX

Tobacco had a terrific 2010. The former Black Moth Super Rainbow mastermind solidified his solo artist status with an album that took his old swampy psychedelic sounds and strapped them to a solid beat. Fuzzy live bass lines, analog synthesizers and ancient drum machines make up the seedy, seething underbelly of the beast that is his second record, Maniac Meat. What's more, the dude discovered his singing voice — a creepy Vocoder-ed coo that whispers about licking witches and burning shit. Plus, Beck made a glorious double-headed return to form by rapping on Tobacco's "Fresh Hex" and crooning on "Grape Aerosmith," and then Tobacco closed the year with the EP LA UTI, which wrangled a bunch of rappers to spit over his tracks. But it wasn't the guest verses from Anti-Pop Consortium, Doseone, Serengeti or Rob Sonic that positioned Tobacco for a heap of "Best of 2010" nods. It was the acid-fried auteur's own cracked vision and creepy aesthetic that did the trick. Catch him on this victory lap. (Chris Martins)

HAROULA ROSE AT HOTEL CAFÉ