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“I live for the sweat that I drip onstage,” snarls Juliette Lewis in a bio of Juliette and the Licks, the former Mrs. Mallory Knox’s contribution to the reliably hilarious actor-turned-rocker genre. Lewis and her assemblage of Sunset Strip barnacles—including former Hole drummer Patty Schemel—predictably refer to their music as “punk.” Well, I hate to make you do this, but envision one of Iggy Pop’s crappy turn-of-the-’90s backing bands (think Instinct or Brick by Brick) fronted by a flesh-tone sack of yard rakes hurling such decidedly unsexy commands at the audience as “Put it in my hand and tell me how much pressure it takes to get you off.” Witness a comedy footnote in the making before Tina Yothers gets her lawyer on the line when Juliette and the Licks play with Salem and Full Minute of Mercury at 8:30 p.m. on the Black Cat’s Mainstage, 1811 14th St. NW. $10. (202) 667-7960. (Andrew Earles)