Dinner: I hesitate to compare Franks ‘n’ Dawgs (1863 N. Clybourn Ave.) to that other little encased-meat restaurant in town. I do not want cultish foodies hopped up on gator sausages waiting outside my home. The counter service is nearly as friendly, though. And the sausages are as adventurous, with a menu that currently includes The Boatman, a pork, shrimp, and green-peppercorn sausage topped with a shirt-ruining heap of shiitakes, pork belly, and tempura shrimp. Show: You’ll need that fuel to get to The Hideout (1354 W. Wabansia Ave.), which is somehow a moderately inconvenient trek from any point in the city. On Saturday night, that walk or quick bus trip will be rewarded with the circus-like lineup of the second night of Jimmy Whispers’s Summer in Pain Festival. (The Reader accurately described Whispers as a “a mix of Daniel Johnston and Kirk Franklin.”) The music will get dark and weird. If you can only sweat and dance with costumed basement dwellers for a good cause, you’ll still be able to partake; proceeds from ticket sales go to CeaseFire. Photo: © Stephanie Bassos, Groupon