Showing posts with label Carlos Vives. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carlos Vives. Show all posts
Thursday, November 16, 2017
Album Review: Carlos Vives- Vives
The early darkness imposed by last week’s time change and the predominantly gloomy weather in Kansas City have threatened to turn me blue. Yet I don’t need a mood therapy light when I have Vives. The sunny music on Carlos Vives’ tenth studio album plays like a greatest hits collection. Each of its perfectly constructed 18 tracks is irresistible. It’s no accident that the colorful video for “La Bicicleta”, the Columbian’s lustrous Latin pop duet with Shakira, has been viewed more than a billion times. The corny video for “Al Filo de Tu Amor”, one of my favorite tracks, has a measly 41 million views. The therapeutic sonic sunshine of Vives has rescued me.
---
I write weekly music previews for The Kansas City Star.
---
I featured Stevie Stone on my weekly KCUR segment.
---
I bought a $35 ticket to sit in the upper balcony of Muriel Kauffman Theatre to see the Lyric Opera’s production of Joby Talbot's “Everest” last night. The vertical stage set was reminiscent of the innovative production for Kanye West’s Yeezus tour. And “Everest” sounded more like “Tommy” than “Turandot.” So why was I one of the youngest people in the half-full room?
---
My review of the Victor Wooten Trio’s appearance at the Madrid Theatre is at Plastic Sax.
---
Lil Peep has died.
---
Guitarist Dan Devine, a new addition to the Brian Blade & the Fellowship Band, completely changes the dynamic of the ensemble on the slightly disappointing Body and Shadow. RIYL: early Pat Metheny, placidity, Ralph Towner.
---
Syleena Johnson, the daughter of Syl Johnson, spelled “rehash” wrong in the title of her unnecessary Rebirth of Soul album. RIYL: Ruth Brown, the good ol’ days, Solomon Burke. Here’s “Make Me Yours”.
---
Yaeji’s self-titled EP is worlds of fun. RIYL: chillout rooms, The XX, alcohol. Here’s ”Guap”.
---
God bless Protomartyr. I love the vibe of Relatives in Descent even though the songwriting is suspect. RIYL: the Fall, inebriation, the Hold Steady. “Don’t Go To Anacita” is the best song.
---
ECM Records’ new pact with streaming services makes me feel as if I received an unexpected check in the mail.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
Monday, August 17, 2015
Album Review: Troyka- Ornithophobia
My defenses were down when I happened upon Troyka last week. The British trio combines the prog-rock wankery of King Crimson, the geeky jazz fusion of Billy Cobham and the fluid modern jazz of Flying Lotus. I melted within minutes. To quote an irritating meme: “shut up and take my money.” The trailer for the new album Ornithophobia and the snippets streaming at Amazon reveal the source of my latest guilty pleasure.
---
I reviewed Chris Brown’s concert at the Sprint Center.
---
Miguel's outing at the Midland theater last night is likely to be favorite concert of 2015. Here's my review.
---
I contributed a Local Listen segment about Lonnie McFadden to KCUR.
---
I laud Hmph and the Jorge Arana Trio at Plastic Sax.
---
I’ve never seen the Colombian star Carlos Vives perform. His new live album indicates that I’m really missing out. Here’s an exciting version of the irresistible “Como Le Gusta a Tu Cuerpo”.
---
Tokyo Adagio, a duet featuring Charlie Haden and Gonzalo Rubalcaba recorded in 2005, is predictably enchanting.
---
The Internet’s Ego Death sounds incredible. Too bad Syd tha Kid can’t write a decent song. Or am I wrong? Here’s ”Girl”. RIYL: Frank Ocean, headphones, Teena Marie.
---
Pictures and Paintings, Charlie RIch’s last recorded statement, is one of my favorite albums. Boz Scaggs’ A Fool to Care is a similarly sentimental work. RIYL: James Booker, fond farewells, Curtis Mayfield.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
