Rose's Pawn Shop may forever attract cheap punchlines about the aptness of its name; after all, the group sports more instruments than the back room of a run-down secondhand shop. But a fair listen to the music should put a dead stop to any assholery. Amid the banjo, upright bass, fiddle, mandolin, bouzouki, lyra, pedal steel and accordion is a rich, riveting body of songs that balance hill-steeped rootsiness and a peripheral worldliness. Not that the Shop's bluegrass-tinted debut, The Arsonist, will ever get confused with Gogol Bordello — though there is a similarly rousing feel to both that bridges the gap between folksy depth and ass-shaking frenzy. The Shop's new full-length, Dancing on the Gallows, is due this summer, so expect plenty of road-testing at this 3 Kings hoedown.