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It can be tough being a one-hit wonder. Consider Loudon Wainwright III: decades of wry and touching observations on family and society, and he gets tapped for immortality via “Dead skunk in the middle of the road.” Steve Forbert was luckier. In 1980, he hit the charts with “Romeo’s Tune,” an anachronistic snippet of folk-rock romanticism in which he pleads, “Let me smell the moon in your perfume.” Forbert’s never had to live down his biggest hit; laced with idealism and yearning, it still well represents the music he’s been making since the ’70s. No one’s expecting his latest album, Evergreen Boy, to knock Britney off the charts, but it doesn’t seem to matter to Forbert; he just keeps banging that 20-year-old guitar, wearing that harmonica holder as if he doesn’t care that you think he’s a Dylan wannabe, and singing in that husky, Mississippi-grazed croon as if his life depends on it. Which it kinda does. He performs with Eric Gerber at 7:30 p.m. at the Birchmere, 3701 Mount Vernon Ave., Alexandria. $17.50. (703) 549-7500. (Pamela Murray Winters)