On Tuesday, Aug. 20, catch a concert by hip-hop nation gods Mary J. Blige and Nas. The two ’90s rap and soul superstars—famous for hits like Blige's inimitable “Be Without You” or Nas' hip-hop anthem, “It Ain't Hard to Tell,” gig at Isleta Amphitheater at 8pm in a concert guaranteed to move your body, whether or not you have access to the fabled hot sauce recipe reportedly kept in the safe of mystery rapper Nathanial Hörnblowér. The funk cometh, so boogie on down; lawn tickets start at $31 and VIP packages begin at $250.

Once upon a time in the late '70s, pop music married dancehall reggae and the couple had a few very happy, musical children who ended up playing in bands with names like The Beat, The Specials, Madness and of course UB40. The latter outfit, named after an unemployment form used in Old Blighty, went on to become an international rocanrol superstar on the strength of stoney-groovy hits like their now ubiquitouscover of Neil Diamond's “Red, Red Wine.” Notably, this band had a slew of other totally danceable tuneage in their badass Jamaican-style soundsystem, including a cover of an old Sonny and Cher song that went to the top of the British charts in 1993. Founders Ali Campbell, Astro and Mickey Virtue left the ensemble in 2008, but the rest of the band soldiers on, playing heaps of shows as their 40th anniversary year crests here in America. Check out this noble group of upbeat experts when they jam at Route 66 Casino Hotel's Legend's Theater on Saturday, Aug. 24, at 8pm. Tickets for this all-ages romp through the before time range in price from $28 to $49.

KoRn and Alice in Chains arrive at Isleta Amphitheater on Tuesday, Aug. 27 at 6pm to soothe your alt and nu metal needs. Something takes a part of you in the pit for $108.50 general admission; if you’d rather the music inside of you forever preach rather than reach, opt for lawn seats as low as $38.50. It’s an all-ages show, and bring your kids to show them how much better life was in the late '90s and introduce them to a whole new world of sights and smells. So long as you’re not a square or the colloquial man in the box who's down in a hole, get tickets from livenation.com. Even figure out a cool way to incorporate a joke about mohawks to tell your friends, “Yeah, here comes the rooster,” but only if you’re a talented writer who is wildly clever about things like that.