Charles Bradley Gets Extraordinary at Exit/In Tonight

So David Bowie is dead, and now Prince is dead. To put it simply: 2016 has been fucking terrible for music. There is at least one silver lining though: Charles Bradley’s third LP, Changes, dropped April 1, and it’s one hell of a soul consoler.

Bradley knows heartache: In his 67 years, he’s been homeless, he’s been a James Brown impersonator, and he’s been an all-around self-proclaimed victim of love, and all that before his 2011 debut No Time for Dreaming and a 2012 documentary, Soul of America, launched him onto the national stage as the “Screaming Eagle of Soul.” And rightfully so, as few singers can match Bradley’s inscrutable ability to translate and transcend heartache in a single drawn-out rasping shriek. Just listen to him cry out for his absent lover (presumably perspiring, dropped down on one knee) on the album’s “Things We Do for Love,” or on the album’s title track, a crushing adaptation of Black Sabbath’s lone torch ballad “Changes.”

Tickets for tonight's show, which starts at 9 p.m., are $20-$25, which is totally worth it. Nashville's hardest-working band, Thelma and the Sleaze, opens.