If guitar solos are the ultimate chance to break loose from the inertia of a song, to push and pull against the rhythm, to twist the melody into wildly jutting zigs and zags, there is—to my ears, at least—no better guitar solo than the explosion of energy and escape that comes nearly two minutes into The Amboy Dukes' "Baby, Please Don't Go." Before he was known as a wildly opinionated nature boy with a gun and a television show, that guitarist was Ted Nugent, hands choking dissonance and bleeding noise from the neck of the guitar two years ahead of Hendrix at Woodstock. Playful and powerful, rebellious and recalcitrant, that solo represents everything that's always been fascinating about Nugent, a guy who has—at the very least—lived and prospered at the direction of his ideas and ideals. It's been nearly 40 years since Nugent was a Duke, and his playing doesn't venture as far as it used to. But between the (unintentional?) political standup he's bound to deliver and the solos he takes, I, at least, find his appearance hard to resist. Laura Wilde opens the 8:30 p.m. show. Tickets are $20–$60. —Grayson Currin