Icelandic love-god Mugison will be strutting his stuff for the Queens of the Stone Age at the Stampede Corral this Saturday

Some weeks, you can complain that there’s nothing going on. This isn’t one of those weeks.

To start with, Thursday night features a fundraiser for the Awesome Calgary Awesome recording collective. Questionable name aside, the lineup for this one is pretty impressive — there’s the reappearance of Concubines of the Cosmos (a collaboration between the Consonant C and The Summerlad), Indiensoci (Raphaelle Standell-Preston of the Neighbourhood Council), Mark Hamilton of Woodpigeon, Knots and Honeybear, all kicking off at 10 p.m. at Broken City.

Calgary’s Cripple Creek Fairies will join Montreal’s Tara Lee Combs for a hard-rocking Friday night at the Palomino. Combs’s stoner-rock and the Fairies’ garage and punk-influenced songs are the perfect way to kick off a weekend’s worth of debauchery.

Continuing last week’s Icelandic love affair, singer-songwriter turned Zep-aping love-god Mugison will be opening for Queens of the Stone Age at the Roundup Centre on Saturday. Sure, the Queens were just here late last year, but Mugison’s muscular strut (and songs like “Jesus is a Good Name to Moan”) make the return trip worthwhile. If you’re stoner-rocked out, though, there’s always local pop-rockers Light City Fiction, who will be unleashing their new CD at the Palomino that same night. They sound like Jonathan Richman might have if he’d favoured a cheap Casio keyboard over his acoustic guitar — wonderfully quirky and upbeat.

Few Canadian artists are more quirky than piano pixie Sarah Slean, who’ll be at Knox United Church on Monday, May 5. Slean’s another of those singers who tends to pop up in Calgary every year, but opener Royal Wood provides added incentive. Wood has a voice like Jeff Buckley, a knack for melody that rivals Rufus Wainwright and a laid-back charm unlike either of those singers.

Rounding off the week, perennial teenagers NoFX bring their SoCal schtick to MacEwan Hall on Wednesday, May 7. They’re touring behind last year’s They’ve Actually Gotten Worse Live — the sequel to the already teenaged I Heard They Suck Live; nicely self-deprecating for a band that’s racked up 25 years of live experience. They’ll be joined by fellow Fat Wrecks No Use for a Name — a lineup that would have had my high school self jumping for joy.