PHILLIP ROEBUCK The Virginia-born one-man-band carries a marching-drum-and-tambourine contraption strapped to his back and plays the banjo like someone — or something — is after him for keeps. Roebuck stomps across the stage like stop-motion animation to create his beats, and can strum the five-stringer for additional percussion or finger-pluck those long spidery lines the legends like. Of course, songs wouldn’t hurt, and he’s got those, too, blending deep delta blues with punk rock energy and tossing in the occasional Appalachia balladry in for balance. Kinda got to see it to believe it. (John Schacht)

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