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Jethro Tull gave balls to the flute. Fleetwood Mac had us dancing to marching-band tubas. But, the Pogues excluded, the accordion has resisted widescale liberation from polka halls and zydeco bands. The latest would-be emancipator is a gent who goes by the name of Corn Mo. He supplements said instrument with rock-opera-style arrangements, piano, and his sweet-as-Mercury pipes. The best songs on his latest, The Magic Is You!, (“Goin’ to LA,” “I Like to Daydream”) are definitely the least hilarious. His novelty-rock destiny is, however, sealed by the “funny” songs—one of which is about being mistaken for Gary Busey (though Mo is a dead ringer for a young Big Jim Dandy, frontman for Black Oak Arkansas). Poor Corn Mo: Like the accordion itself, the rocker cannot be rescued from Yankovickian purgatory. He plays with Mary Prankster and Big Meanie at 9 p.m. at the 9:30 Club, 815 V St. NW. $10. (202) 393-0930. (David Dunlap)