If your Thanksgiving Eve Eve is still unplanned, it’s not too late to pencil in a trip down to the Crocodile Cafe. Tonight brings local boys, Band of Horses (formerly Horses) to the stage. They’ve been making good impressions across the country on their recent tour with Iron and Wine, and were recently endorsed by Broken Social Scene (who were passed a Band of Horses disc from Modest Mouse). Oh, and they’re among the newer additions to the Sub Pop roster. With that kind of pedigree, you should probably clear your pre-existing Tuesday plans and get down there.

I like to think of Band of Horses as Carissa’s Wierd without the girls. This, I realize, is completely unfair and technically incorrect, but it makes me feel better about there no longer being a Carissa’s Wierd. Where the former band was all full, dark, swirly, and reassuringly sad, Band of Horses has a sparser, rambling, feeling of an long road trip. That is to say, the sound of new Americana. Thus, despite the presence of Carissa’s Wierd alumni Ben Bridwell and Mat Brooke (albeit in reversed roles), the band stands on its own as a new entity. Sure, they haven’t completely given up on the quiet and lonely (”Funeral” [mp3] starts simply and keeps building into greatness) or a fondness for long titles (the remarkably funny “I lost my dingle on the red line . . . ” [mp3]) and are something of a work in progress.

I haven’t seen them since they added Creighton Barrett and Rob Hampton (formerly of Crutches) to the lineup; so tonight’s show should be interesting. Along for the ride are Phosphorescent and the Castanets. My tickets say 9:00 pm. See you there.