According to Chop Suey’s website, tonight’s Club Pop is the Last Club Pop ever. The Club Pop MySpace, however, says nothing about this. Perhaps the thing can find a new home and be resurrected? Los Angeles DJ Paparazzi will be there tonight, and if this is true that Club Pop shall be no more (am looking for some confirmation/explanation right now) then you should definitely go check it out. It’s 18+ and is only $8 if you get there before 11 p.m. Otherwise it is $10. Doors at 9.James McMurtry, who is the rugged gentleman in the photo, continues his two-day stint at the Tractor Tavern tonight at 8 p.m. for $15.The son of literary lion Larry McMurtry, James McMurtry hails from Texas, and rarely leaves. If you’re a James McMurtry fan who lives in or around Austin, you might catch 100 gigs a year. If you’re a James McMurtry fan who lives anywhere but in or around Austin, you might catch him once every 100 years. This is fitting, as McMurtry is one of those rare artists whose work is so grounded in a particular region that when he leaves, it’s as though the land he’s invaded has been given a jolt of electroshock therapy. McMurtry is a lanky, hairy Texan who sings the songs you’d expect to hear coming from a lanky, hairy Texan. His voice is deep and quivering, his rhythms rollicking, his guitars fuzzy, his lyrics poignant and textured. He’s a macho man who doesn’t take himself too seriously, and a Yellow Dog Democrat to boot. He makes music for life’s forgotten truck drivers, welders, and mill workers, fighting to hold onto a slice of blue-collar Americana that becomes ever more elusive every day. He is to Texas what Springsteen is to Jersey or Mellencamp is to Indiana, with a sliver of the fame and twice the talent. MIKE SEELYAnd then, of course, there’s Leonard Cohen tonight at WaMu Theater: There are far too many musicians who left this mortal coil before I had a chance to see them perform live. Luckily, Mr. Cohen won’t be added to that list–which includes Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Serge Gainsbourg and George Harrison–because tonight he will hold court for a performance that will surely be talked about for the rest of the year. Whether the topic at hand is a struggle for spiritual redemption or a regrettable blowjob received from Janis Joplin on an unmade bed, Cohen’s work is timeless because it combines stark realism with artful illustration–a feat far more difficult than it may initially sound. As he moves towards his 75th birthday this year, he remains an international treasure and an inspiration to songwriters from all backgrounds, as well as a rare, living testimonial to the enduring power of what happens when an artist is fearless enough to look straight into the heart of darkness with a smile on his face. HANNAH LEVIN