Huey Lewis and the News

Friday, June 20, at Tower City Amphitheater.

There's that great scene in American Psycho where Willem Dafoe asks crazy killer Patrick Bateman if he likes Huey Lewis and the News. "No, too black," Bateman shoots back. Despite the jab, Lewis has survived a lot more than just the critical knife of Bateman. With his everyman's goofy hitmaking in the '80s, he unwittingly defined baby-boomer denial with "Hip to Be Square," claiming it was all a big sarcastic misunderstanding -- the whitebread head to "Born in the U.S.A."'s tail.

And as it turns out, Lewis has avoided becoming as cataclysmically annoying as other Delorean-era yuppie rockers such as Phil Collins and Sting by fading off to Vegas nightclubs, balloon festivals, and those shadowy "corporate gigs," all of which have given the band the time and money to settle back into its Stiff Records days of the good-time pub rock featured on its last album -- the surprisingly uncringing, if still not-very-black, Plan B.