The community that has developed around the gypsy punks was out in full force for the sort of celebratory weekend that will diminish any ball drop.

Philadelphia’s Man Man has carved out a bizarre niche over the course of its four albums. The band is repeatedly described by similar reference points–Frank Zappa, Captain Beefheart, Tom Waits–though nobody would mistake anything played Friday night for Trout Mask Replica or “Frank’s Wild Years.” Rather, Man Man has found its own gravely voice amidst its influences, mixing frenzied spectacle that’s a few parts junkyard gang with hints of wistful melancholy and obscured melodies. On stage, ephemera become instruments, be them fire extinguishers, water coolers or bicycle spokes.

MONDAY >> Ris Paul Ric, formerly of Q and not U comes solo to the Black Cat back stage. 9 p.m., $7. >> A little emo pop never hurt anybody, neither did pretty pretty lead singers (see photographic evidence). Leave your pretentions at the door and check out the All American Rejects and Rooney tonight at 9:30 (it’s sold out, but Craig may be able to cut you a break). Join your friendly neighborhood 17…