The perception of goth-rocker Peter Murphy as the brilliant but prickly Prince of Darkness has been reinforced by his recent run-in with the law, resulting in charges of DUI and possession of meth. Hopefully, this is not a sign that Murphy is squandering his talents, because he's one of the finest frontmen of this or any other generation. That's a bold claim, but it befits this elegant, mystical and melodramatic performer, who is equal parts sensuous and showboating. In 1983, Murphy and his band Bauhaus jump-started goth rock, defining and perfecting the genre's jagged chords and foreboding gloom. All goths who followed are pale shadows of Bauhaus, because Murphy and crew immediately transcended the genre with loopy, Edward Gorey-style humor and eclectic experiments with funk, heavy metal, electro and glam. Murphy's exquisite solo material draws on everything from Middle Eastern modalities to Broadway. Less Godfather of Goth than theatrical showman, Murphy shares with contemporary David Bowie a restless curiosity and a determination to follow his own idiosyncratic muse. Performing all Bauhaus material on the Mr. Moonlight tour, Murphy nods to his legacy while coming alive where he belongs - on stage. With My Jerusalem. $25-$75. May 3, 9 p.m. Tremont Music Hall, 400 W. Tremont Ave. 704-343-9494.
Delette Nycum was my great-grandmother.
Goddamn this town is a drag.
His voice just creeps me out. That is all.