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Lines by (smog)’s Bill Callahan you won’t forget: “Every girl I’ve ever loved has wanted to be hit.” “Oh all of these things/I gathered them/And I made a dolly/I made a dolly/A spread-eagle dolly/Out of your frilly things.” “In the last town/You should have seen what I was/If I was a stranger/I was worse than a stranger/I was well-known.” There are many Hollywood folkies Callahan could have been—Beck, Shawn Mullins, Evan Dando, Tom Waits. Instead the Columbia, Md., native decided to write beautiful, creepy songs and leave it that. They’re dispatches from the middle of nowhere—the clattery backroom of a small club; a Fuckville, U.S.A., barn; a chirpy children’s choir. And he sings ’em with that voice, the one that always sounds as if it’s just been out for a smoke. Sing along and wince at 8:30 p.m. at Iota Club & Cafe, 2832 Wilson Blvd., Arlington. $10. (703) 522-8340. (Jason Cherkis)