Have you seen Father John Misty dance? I didn’t actually like Father John Misty until I saw him dance. I can’t promise he’ll do it onstage here in Austin – or that it’ll impact you the same way – but I can assert that last year’s Mahashmashana is this pretend priest’s most danceable album. Strings still swell, keys dramatize, Misty self-deprecates, but the hyperpop synth that sneaks into “Screamland,” the brass notes on “I Guess Time Just Makes Fools of Us All,” and the getaway-car bassline of “She Cleans Up” are a delightful new direction for the king of white irony. – Caroline Drew