A few years ago, I wrote about a band called Mr. Frederick - a band that I called "indescribable." It was a project from a guy called Justin Stimson and it blended seemingly incompatible elements like rap-rock, folk, prog and chamber pop. It was a complex soup, and it inexplicably actually worked. Stimson's back with a project that somehow manages to be even loopier: mARMITs. There's a full, complicated backstory of the band, involving an "inter-dimensional long shoreman/neon harvester named Wildcat," of which the mARMITs are captives. The rest of the narrative I'll leave for them to describe, but what I will mention is the music, which is once again a delirious concoction that calls to mind other insane innovators like Frank Zappa and Captain Beefheart, with a distinctively populist bent (music-wise) in search of artistic abstraction. Yeah, I know. Best go out and witness this crazy shit.

MARMITs, w/ Vanguard, Simon the Leper, 10 p.m., Le Voyeur, 404 E. Fourth Ave., Olympia, no cover, 360.943.5710