Marty O’Reilly brings his trio to Brick and Mortar on Saturday, leaning into the gravel-and-honey voice and droning, percussive guitar that anchor his Northern California folk‑blues. The trio setup pares his gospel shouts and dusky ballads down to the bone, letting the dynamics breathe and the storytelling land. Show starts at 7:30pm with tickets around $30. It’s an all‑ages night; under 21 pays an additional $5 at the door.

Brick and Mortar Music Hall is the Mission’s dependable mid‑size room on Mission near Duboce, a black‑box space with a punchy PA and honest sightlines from the back bar to the stage. Capacity sits in the few‑hundred range, keeping the energy tight and personal. The calendar leans indie, Americana, and underground hip‑hop, and the house mix treats acoustic instruments and gritty vocals with care.

Briscoe heads to Cafe Du Nord on Sunday with The Takes opening. The Austin duo trades tight harmonies, nimble acoustic lines, and an easy stride that threads folk, country, and classic college‑rock. Their latest songs push the arrangements wider without losing the campfire heart. Show starts at 7pm with tickets around $27.

Cafe Du Nord is the intimate basement club beneath Swedish American Hall on Market, all red velvet, low ceilings, and a stage that puts bands within arm’s reach. It’s a listening room first, with warm sound and a bar that stays quick even when it’s full. The room suits harmony‑driven sets and quiet dynamics, but it can punch when a band turns it up.

Local favorites The Seshen team up with Rituals of Mine at The Independent on Friday for a deep electronic R&B bill. The Seshen’s polyrhythmic synths and Lalin St. Juste’s weightless vocals meet Rituals of Mine’s dark, knife‑sharp pop and heavy percussion. Show starts at 8pm with tickets around $32.

The Independent anchors the Divisadero corridor, a 500‑cap room with crisp sound, clean sightlines, and lighting that flatters both bands and beats. It’s built for clarity and volume without harshness, so bass‑forward sets hit hard while vocals stay clear. Bars on both sides keep lines moving, and the staff runs a tight, musician‑friendly ship.

Black Eyes return with a jagged post‑hardcore set built on interlocking drums, clattering bass lines, and a sax‑scarred edge, joined by Oakland’s Vulture Feather and art‑rock outfit The Intima. It’s a stacked bill of tense guitars and rhythmic mazes. Show at 7pm on Saturday, tickets around $25, all ages.

Neck of the Woods sits on Clement in the Richmond, with an upstairs main room that gets loud fast and a downstairs lounge for early sets and DJs. The stage isn’t high, so the front rail feels immediate, and the PA carries plenty of bite for punk, metal, and noisy indie. It’s an all‑ages space on many nights, and the staff moves changeovers quickly.

Sunday at Neck of the Woods leans heavy: Between Realms, Burden of Oath, VBN, Ourselves Among Others, and Guns for Sick Children deliver a local metal and hardcore gauntlet. Expect churning riffs, gang vocals, and tight 20–30 minute blasts. Show starts at 6:30pm with tickets around $15, all ages.

The Richmond’s Neck of the Woods handles heavy bills well—solid subs, a crisp high end, and a room that keeps pits contained without killing momentum. The upstairs space holds a few hundred, with a long bar along the wall and quick changeovers. Easy neighborhood eats line Clement if a breather is needed between sets.

Friday’s downstairs bill at Neck of the Woods leans groove‑first: Boxboys, Umamifunk, Xai‑tek, and Azucar stack funk, synth‑driven jams, and Latin‑tinged rhythms built for a room that likes to move. It’s a multi‑band dance night with live players and electronics trading space. Show at 7pm, tickets run $12–15, 21+.

Neck of the Woods’ downstairs room is the Richmond’s low‑lit hang—tile bar, tight dance floor, and a system tuned for punch rather than volume wars. It’s a spot where DJs and live funk sets sit comfortably side by side, and the staff keeps things loose but orderly. Late trains and easy rideshares make post‑show exits painless.

Mortified marks 20 years in the Bay with an early show featuring the reunion of house freestyle crew The Freeze. The long‑running storytelling series puts adults onstage with their exquisitely awkward teen diaries, poems, and letters, mixing wince and howl in equal measure. Saturday at 5pm, tickets about $54.

Swedish American Hall is a historic upstairs hall on Market, all carved wood, vaulted ceiling, and natural reverb that flatters spoken word, acoustic sets, and chamber pop. Seating is comfortable but informal, the sightlines are clean, and the bar service comes via Cafe Du Nord downstairs. It’s one of the city’s most respectful listening rooms.

Super Diamond brings its polished Neil Diamond tribute back to Bimbo’s, led by the charismatic Surreal Neil and a band that knows every hit down to the handclaps. Expect sing‑along runs through Sweet Caroline, Cherry Cherry, and Cracklin’ Rosie. Saturday 7pm, tickets around $36.

Bimbo’s 365 Club is North Beach’s art‑deco jewel, a supper‑club space with velvet booths, cocktail tables, and a big, bright stage built for showmanship. The room holds close to a thousand without ever feeling impersonal. Sound is full and warm, service is fast, and the sightlines stay strong even from the back bar.

The late Mortified anniversary show keeps the party rolling, again featuring the reunion of freestyle house band The Freeze and a slate of greatest‑hits readings from the archive. It’s the sharp, funny, and disarmingly sincere confessional the series perfected. Saturday 8pm, tickets about $54.

Swedish American Hall’s century‑old room brings warmth and clarity to voices, with wooden walls, high beams, and a balcony that wraps the floor. Staff keeps things smooth between segments, and the vibe stays attentive without stiffness. Located above Cafe Du Nord on Market, it’s central and comfortable for seated nights.

SF Sketchfest’s Dozen showcase drops into Punch Line on Friday at 6pm, with Alison Leiby and Brendan Scannell anchoring a fast, stacked stand‑up slate. It’s the festival’s sampler of comics with momentum—tight, smart material, quick turns, and no filler. Early show, sharp crowd, and the kind of club timing that keeps the laughs landing.

The Punch Line is the city’s classic brick‑wall comedy room downtown—low ceiling, tight rows, and a stage that forces crisp timing. The staff runs a two‑drink minimum and keeps things moving without fuss. Sightlines are clean from every seat, the sound is dialed, and the vibe leans comedy‑nerd respectful rather than raucous.