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ROCK LIKE AN EGYPTIAN: The genre we persist in calling “new metal” (or “nü-metal,” to the umlaut-inclined) is nearly 20 years old. The headliners of the 48 Hours Festival—a two-day hard rock festival happening at Luxor on Oct. 15-16 ($129 at door, $99 advance for two-day tickets)—have been at this new metal thing for a while: Korn (pictured) released its first demo in 1993, Godsmack formed in 1995, and Avenged Sevenfold came together in 1999. Nearly any one of the players in these bands is old enough to have fathered Justin Bieber. But I’m not saying this to piss you off, aging headbanger, or to make you feel like you’re out of time; I tell you this only because I want you to fully appreciate all the experience that’s coming to the 48 Hours Festival stage. You’re paying to have your ass rocked by seasoned professionals, and rocked it shall be.

BY A LANDSLIDE: I’ve never felt strongly enough about Stevie Nicks to put down money for concert tickets, like I could do for her Oct. 15 appearance at The Joint ($46-$131). But time is working against me. Nicks doesn’t do much recording: The new In Your Dreams is her first solo record since 2001. She’s 63 years old, and though I doubt she’ll ever give up performing, I don’t think she’ll do too many world tours after this one. And I just have to see her with my own eyes: the lace and chiffon, the tambourine festooned with scarves, the twirling. And I’d like to hear “Landslide” performed live by someone other than Billy Corgan, whose version of the Fleetwood Mac classic is simply wrong.

MUST BE A SUCKER FOR IT: I give 1980s bands a hard time when they tour with only one original member, but when that band is pop-ska powerhouse The English Beat—playing the House of Blues on Oct. 16 ($38)—and that lone original member is singer/songwriter Dave Wakeling, I forgive a lot. The new players sound like the originals, and Wakeling’s voice and energy haven’t diminished in 33 years.

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