Jim White has eyebrows for days. Dark, soulful, brooding eyebrows. So it makes sense that from him comes a mixture of deep, plunking strings, drippy harmonica and easy steel guitar. He sounds like a mix between David Byrne and Neil Young, and White's Southern Gothic roots in Athens, Georgia are palpable in his narrative lyrics. He manages to evoke the feelings of both Pentecostal fervor and the kind of tales of drunken regret that show up in country tunes.
He tells his stories with a smooth Southern expertise, and his jobs have included a stint as a cab driver in New York City. He's also the star of a documentary called Wrong-Eyed Jesus. His new album, Transnormal Skiperoo, is available on Luaka Bop records, and is full of open-eyed ditties that juxtapose bewilderment and careful criticism.
Nov. 8, 8 p.m., $14/advance, $18/door, Mass MoCA, 87 Marshall St., North Adams, (413) MOCA-111, www.massmoca.org.
