Showing posts with label Valerie June. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Valerie June. Show all posts
Friday, March 17, 2017
Juke
Rather than shedding tears of grief upon learning of the death of the aged blues harmonica titan James Cotton yesterday, I was overwhelmed with gratitude for living during an era that enabled me to catch multiple performances by the luminary. I first witnessed Cotton at the original incarnation of Antone’s in Austin. I heard him for the last time at the Uptown Theater in 2011. Thanks to the blues scare of the late 1980s and early 1990s, I also attended plenty of gigs by John Lee Hooker, Hubert Sumlin, Jimmy Rogers, Albert Collins, B.B. King, Bobby Bland, Honeyboy Edwards, Koko Taylor, Johnny Copeland, Clarence “Gatemouth” Brown, Z.Z. Hill and many other since-departed giants. The blues was alright.
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I reviewed last night’s outstanding concert by Charlie Wilson, Fantasia and Johnny Gill at the Sprint Center.
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I reviewed Ben Folds’ concert with the Kansas City Symphony.
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I reviewed the Quality Hill Playhouse production “Unchained Melody.”
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I write weekly concert previews for The Kansas City Star and Ink magazine.
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I named Everette DeVan the KCUR Band of the Week.
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I wrote an extended concert preview about Ariana Grande for The Kansas City Star and Ink magazine.
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I reviewed the one-man play Live Bird at Plastic Sax.
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Evan Johns has died.
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Joni Sledge has died.
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Tommy LiPuma has died.
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New albums by the Kansas City based artists Samantha Fish, Hermon Mehari and Matt Otto were released today.
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The heavy Kansas City rock band Hyborian is off to an auspicious start with ”As Above, So Below”.
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Based on the stellar quality of the three advance tracks from Valerie June’s new album The Order of Time, I was hoping for a modern-day Astral Weeks. It’s not even close. The remainder of The Order of Time is merely good. RIYL: Van Morrison, celestial boogie, Iris DeMent.
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I thought I’d outgrown 1980s college rock, but the Rolling Blackouts' The French Press makes me swoon in spite of myself. RIYL: The Windbreakers, 1985, the Go-Betweens. Here’s ”Julie’s Place”.
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Marty Stuart and his Fabulous Superlatives’ Way Out West is a showcase for guitarist Kenny Vaughan. RIYL: Dick Dale, spaghetti westerns, Marty Robbins. Here’s the title track.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
Saturday, February 25, 2017
I Might
I have no patience for the several important new albums that were released on Friday. My obsession with “Slide” is in the way. The collaboration between Calvin Harris, Migos and Frank Ocean is pure pop bliss. “Slide” may be the best step dance song since R. Kelly’s joyous 2003 jam “Step in the Name of Love”.
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I discussed Momma’s Boy on KCUR.
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I write weekly concert previews for The Kansas City Star and Ink magazine.
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I address the Janelle Monáe-related snafu that’s distressed much of Kansas City’s music and political communities at Plastic Sax. I desperately hope that the following artists are the primary targets of the people in charge of the booking the American Jazz Museum’s new $50-per-day festival: A Tribe Called Quest, Erykah Badu, D’Angelo, Childish Gambino, Al Green, Lauryn Hill, Norah Jones, Kendrick Lamar, Diana Ross, Solange and Stevie Wonder.
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I wrote an extended concert preview about Valerie June for The Kansas City Star and Ink magazine.
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Larry Coryell has died.
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Leon Ware has died.
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Barbara Carroll has died.
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Blacswet, a self-titled EP featuring Spoek Mathambo, sounds like the soundtrack to George Clinton’s most lucid dream. RIYL: “Atomic Dog,” European discotheques, Clipping. (Tip via Big Steve.)
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Charlie Wilson has supplied an inordinately large portion of the soundtrack of my life. Alas, In It To Win It is disappointing. Only two or three songs are exceptional. Here’s ”I’m Blessed”.
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The sparseness of La Diversité fooled me at first. The open spaces cleverly obscure the depth of the latest effort by the Belgian saxophonist Nicolas Kummert and Lionel Loueke. RIYL: Chris Potter, eurojazz, Pat Metheny.
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It’s not them; it’s me. Windy City and Highway Queen, the new albums by Alison Krauss and Nikki Lane, don’t move me.
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Adam Schneit reached out to me about securing coverage of his 2016 album Light Shines In. I’m pleased to report that it’s superlative progressive jazz in the vein of Bill Frisell and Steve Lacy.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
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