Maggie Miles
Maggie Miles plays at Pie Shop on Nov. 19; courtesy of Pie Shop

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Thursday: Rachael Yamagata at City Winery

If you survived the drama of Taylor Swift’s Eras Tour presale, City Winery is offering up an opportunity to hear directly from one of Swift’s sources of inspiration. Singer-songwriter Rachael Yamagata has sold more than 400,000 albums over her 25-year career and racked up accolades along the way. This includes receiving comparisons to Fiona Apple, Norah Jones, and Bonnie Raitt, and earning attention from Swift. Back in 2011, Swift performed with lyrics from Yamagata’s “Even if I Don’t” written in Sharpie on her arm. While that should be icing on the cake for Swifties, Yamagata is a “powerhouse” in her own right, musically described as an “entire weather system.” Born in Arlington, Yamagata’s time in the spotlight started as the vocalist for Bumpus. Since then, she’s released five solo studio albums, with Tightrope Walker coming out most recently in 2016. Now, Yamagata’s Galactic Trees Tour promises to deliver hits from the past two decades, including her signature guitar-driven anthems and emotionally provocative lyrics. If you’re in search of inspiration, don’t miss her stop in Washington. Rachael Yamagata plays at 8 p.m. on Nov. 17 at City Winery, 1350 Okie St. NE. citywinery.com. $25–$42. —Sarah Smith

Arlington’s Rachael Yamagata; courtesy of City Winery

Friday: London Suede and Manic Street Preachers at Fillmore

Autofiction, the latest album from English rock band the London Suede, may surprise some listeners familiar with their three decades’ worth of material. Gone is the high gloss production sheen of their ’90s outings. What’s left is the five-piece stripped bare musically (so raw that the album starts with feedback), but still containing all the essentials of a London Suede song: jaunty riffs, introspective lyrics and soaring vocals from lead singer Brett Anderson. But anyone who would think that the simplicity of this album is due to the isolation of the pandemic would be wrong. “We had this idea, that we often did as a band, that we wanted to kind of burn everything down and start from scratch,” explains bassist and co-founder Mat Osman. “The original idea was we were going to record the album live. We were going to invite a whole load of fans down to the studio and just set up for a week and try and record it with that kind of the electricity that you get between the band and an audience. By the time we had enough songs written for it, we were deep, deep into lockdown.” While fans missed out on hearing the album recorded live, they can now hear new material from the London Suede when they co-headline the Fillmore Silver Spring on Nov. 18 with Welsh rock band Manic Street Preachers. With the World Cup coming up—and Wales and England scheduled to play each other on Nov. 29 (five days after the tour ends)—fans will, unfortunately, miss the chance of seeing the two bands, who are friends and last toured together in 1994, potentially taunting each other over the game’s results. Apparently that’s something the Manics would care more about. “I hadn’t realized … Imagine if it had been in the middle of the tour! They’re massive football fans, the Manics,” says Osman. “Unsurprisingly, Suede aren’t a huge football band. That kind of Brit-pop football music crossover kind of passed us by.” The London Suede and Manic Street Preachers play at 8 p.m. on Nov. 18 at Fillmore Silver Spring, 8656 Colesville Rd., Silver Spring. livenation.com. $49.50–$100. Christina Smart

Suede by Dean Chalkley press shoot

Saturday: Maggie Miles at Pie Shop

Clocking in under 38 minutes, Am I Drowning or Am I Just Learning How to Swim packs a punch. The sophomore album from Nashville-based Maggie Miles rightfully earns the descriptor “explosive”—it tackles big themes and defies its alt-pop genre, positioning Miles as the next big rock star. Her songs dive into guilt, faith, and the process of finding the strength to overcome. The track “Hilary Duff” delivers Miles singing “Keep closed inside/ Can’t show that I’m a ghost/ With hollowed hopes at times.” Top-streamed “WHATDOISAY?” immediately grabs listeners with a poppy beat and heavy questions around losing faith. Throughout the album, Miles seems aware of this budding talent and her big persona. Opening track “Swing Your Concerns” starts building dramatically before pivoting to an immediately catchy tune. In between, the singer almost seems to laugh, saying “something like that, I don’t know.” She commands this power and energy throughout the album, and her live show at Pie Shop is sure to deliver the same. Maggie Miles plays at 7:30 p.m. on Nov. 19 at Pie Shop, 1339 H St. NE. pieshopdc.com. $12–$14. —Sarah Smith

Sunday: Ani DiFranco at 9:30 Club

Ani DiFranco; Credit: Daymon Gardner

Has there ever been a babe more righteous than Ani DiFranco? An idiosyncratic musical magpie, DiFranco finds the shiniest pieces of punk, jazz, funk, soul, and hip-hop and then weaves them together with her indie sound creating a musical nest, both homey and glittering. In her 25-year career, the Buffalo-born folkster has always been the queen of DIY-ness, launching her own label, Righteous Babe Records, when she was still a teen, recording more than 20 solo studio albums (all on her own label, natch), and creating her own temple for musical performances—Babeville, in an old church in the Queen City. (This former Buffalonian remembers seeing DiFranco in the crowds at shows throughout the late ’90s, sometimes hopping onstage to perform with touring bands like funk superstars Maceo Parker.) Her staccato strumming, clever wordplay, and speak-singing leading into delicate choruses have been her trademarks from her mainstream breakthrough albums Dilate (1996) and classic double live album Living in Clip (1997), recently reissued in a deluxe 25th-anniversary album. One of the essential ’90s artists, DiFranco is having a renaissance, still producing standout records and releasing her raw memoir, No Walls and the Recurring Dream (2019). Her most recent musical efforts—Binary (2017) and Revolutionary Love (2021)—show the artist maturing and maybe mellowing out, influenced by her New Orleans home with its jazzy horns and soulful settings. An acoustic activist, she has fully embodied the principles of folk music—creating community and fighting for social change at the grassroots level. She has collaborated with fellow folk stars including Arlo Guthrie, Billy Bragg, Pete Seeger, and the Indigo Girls, as well as Prince on recordings and concerts. For this show, DiFranco will be joined by label mates and Berkeley-based, classically trained duo Gracie and Rachel; Jocelyn Mackenzie, a Brooklyn-based psychic who creates haunting hooks, and the unforgettable songstress Holly Miranda. The Righteous Babes Review featuring Ani DiFranco starts at 7 p.m. on Nov. 20 at 9:30 Club, 815 V St. NW. 930.com. $41. —Colleen Kennedy

Daily, Thursday to Thursday: You Resemble Me at Angelika Pop-Up

Courtesy of Dedza Films

You Resemble Me, the new French drama from former journalist Dina Amer, builds inexorably in its power. At first, Amer and co-screenwriter Omar Mullick focus on two sisters, Hasna (Lorenza Grimaudo) and Miriam (Ilonna Grimaudo), who have a happy-go-lucky childhood in Paris. Amer’s camera is stubbornly subjective, rarely going outside the perspective of Hasna, the oldest sister, who is fiercely protective. In the fringes of the frame, the film suggests their life nonetheless has difficulties: Because their mother is not much of a provider, they are functionally homeless and have run-ins with French social services. More importantly, Hasna and Miriam are both Muslim, struggling to make sense of their identity where they want to be faithful while enjoying Western culture. This leads to an intense, increasingly suspenseful section of Hasna as an adult, where her identity crisis is so profound that Amer literally has different actors play the character (Sabrina Ouazani and Mouna Soualem), a daring reflection of how she cannot decide where she belongs. But what makes the film important is its final minutes, where Amer weaves documentary into Hasna’s story, which is as tragic as it is frustrating. Her final days were filled with terror, seemingly coming from all directions, and in the aftermath of her untimely death—she was wrongly accused of being a suicide bomber—she became the easy target of a lazy media frenzy. Amer’s angry film is a reminder that it takes real diligence and compassion to understand someone fully, and that difficult work is all the more important when they are so terribly misunderstood. You Resemble Me shows daily from Nov. 17 to 24 at Angelika Pop-Up, 550 Penn St. NE. angelikafilmcenter.com. $9–$11. —Alan Zilberman