It didn’t take Jens Lekman long to figure out that he was working within an austere venue more conducive to echoes than to dancing. He made the most of it by turning his set at Sixth & I into an alternately heartwarming and heartbreaking storytelling session.

I’m one of those music fans who tends to stick toward the grittier and more experimental end of the rock spectrum. Mention the words “cute,” “twee,” or “precious” and I’ll likely write off an act, or listen to an album for the sake of trying something new…and then subsequently send them in the direction of my recycle bin. So for those listeners out there who share my musical leanings, take note: writing off Jens Lekman…

>> It appears as if there are still tickets available to see handsome Swedish crooner Jens Lekman at Black Cat tonight, which is preposterous. The box office opens promptly at 8 p.m., so get yourselves over to get in line for what will surely be a spectacularly moody rainy day show, with Patrick Cleandenim and Viktor Sjöberg. Tickets are $14 at the door, and the show begins at 8. >> Don’t miss our lengthy…