That lemonade’s mighty tempting but so are these concerts

The fine weather is making it harder to muster up the energy to do much of anything — even writing this column seems like a waste of valuable lemonade-drinking time. Musicians seem to have noticed this too as the deluge of shows Calgary was presented with in the last few weeks has slowed considerably. Still there’s enough going on this week to drag out even the laziest scenester.

Broken City must be mocking the city’s sun-addled citizens — how else can you explain the presence of both Heat Ray and Hot Little Rocket on Thursday August 14? The lineup is likely just a shallow ploy for the venue to sell more slushees through the power of suggestion but both bands know how to rock hard enough to make up for such transparent marketing.

That same night Lynn Olagundoye and the Geurrilla Funk All-Stars will heat up the Ship and Anchor as part of ReggaeFest. While Olagundoye’s smooth soul and the All-Stars’ monstrous sound aren’t exactly reggae they’ll be a nice contrast to Mikey Dangerous Steele and the rest of the traditionalists who’ll also be at the Ship.

Things slow down for the weekend (aside from the remainder of ReggaeFest of course) but Wednesday August 20 is shaping up to be a battle of the mega-ensembles. Regina’s Library Voices an outfit that can include at least 10 members will be at The Marquee Room that night peddling their wall-of-sound pop alongside Montreal’s Archipelagos . Although the latter is a modest four-piece their country-influenced rock (more Silver Jews than Ryan Adams) sounds like it’ll stand up to their more populous counterparts.

At the same time Michael Bernard Fitzgerald will be at the Ship and Anchor showing off his knack for keyboard-laden pop hooks. In his more ambitious moments Fitzgerald has teamed up with 30-piece marching bands. Wednesday will likely be a more subdued effort but the songwriter’s charisma is enough to make up for at least a handful of those missing performers.

Or you could skip it all for some ice-cold lemonade and a dip in that half-inflated wading pool you’ve been meaning to use. No one would blame you.