Showing posts with label Gregg Allman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gregg Allman. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Soft and Warm
I hit the quiet storm trifecta on Sunday. While watching Will Downing deliver the classic 1998 ballad “Stop, Look, Listen to Your Heart” at the Kansas City Jazz & Heritage Festival, I was rocked by a bolt of adult R&B inspiration. I hustled to the nearby Celebration at the Station to hear Patti Austin perform with the Kansas City Symphony. At the conclusion of her portion of the massive event, I raced back to the Jazz District in time to catch Oleta Adams revive her 1991 smash “Get Here”. Rarely has my unironic embrace of slow jams been more rewarding.
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I reviewed the first and second days of the Kansas City Jazz & Heritage Festival for The Kansas City Star. I pontificate on the inaugural edition of the festival at Plastic Sax.
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Samantha Fish’s two-night stand at Crossroads KC was my show of the week for The Kansas City Star and Ink magazine.
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I gave Oleta Adams the KCUR Band of the Week designation.
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Gregg Allman has died. He seemed frail at a 2015 casino gig I reviewed for The Kansas City Star.
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I write weekly music previews for The Kansas City Star and Ink magazine.
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Mickey Roker has died.
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The new reissue of Mulatu of Africa is unassailably groovy. The many imperfections of Mulatu Astatke’s 1972 album somehow makes the music even more perfect. RIYL: Roy Ayers, qi, Sun Ra.
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Robert Johnson has nothing on Willie Nelson. God’s Problem Child is yet another improbably strong album from the 84-year-old icon.
(Original image of the Celebration at the Station by There Stands the Glass.)
Monday, October 19, 2015
Concert Review: Arlo Guthrie at Yardley Hall
I’ve always thought of the people who listen to “Alice’s Restaurant” every Thanksgiving as intemperate masochists. Arlo Guthrie’s signature song really doesn’t need to be heard more than once in a lifetime.
Then again, I’ve never been an Arlo fan. I’d succeeded in avoiding his concerts until Sunday. I cringed as I bought the ticket that would break my winning streak.
As is often the case, I had it all wrong.
Once I became acclimated to the nursing home odor that emanated from a few dozen members of the audience of more than 1,000 at Yardley Hall, I thoroughly enjoyed the concert.
Before Arlo and a tasteful band played his biggest hits, Sarah Lee Guthrie performed a charming opening set. Partly because Arlo implied that he was also sick of the song, I wasn’t even inclined to flee during “Alice’s Restaurant.” I may or may not have teared up during “Highway In the Wind,” a tribute to Arlo’s late wife Jackie.
Arlo dismissively characterized folk sing-alongs as “all that 'Kumbaya' stuff” near the end of his appearance. It was a trap. The sing-alongs that followed swelled my heart.
Even so, I won’t tolerate any suggestions that “Alice’s Restaurant” be cued up in my presence on Thanksgiving.
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I reviewed the Kansas City debut of Chance the Rapper.
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I reviewed Gregg Allman’s concert at a casino.
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I wrote an extended preview about Passion Pit for Ink.
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I write weekly music previews for The Kansas City Star.
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I reviewed Ron Carlson’s Kind Folk at Plastic Sax.
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The Popper made a Royals-centric remix of “I’m KC.”
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Here’s the video for Tech N9ne’s “Roadkill.”
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Here’s the video for Radkey’s “Glore.”
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Smokin’ Joe Kubek has died.
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I somehow missed the September release of John Scofield’s Past Present. It’s so good that I’m mourning the weeks that I could have spent listening to the funky collaboration with Joe Lovano, Larry Grenadier and Bill Stewart. RIYL: Grant Green, soul jazz, Charlie Hunter.
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I endured BET’s “Hip-Hop Awards” broadcast last week. It was rough sledding. As usual, the cyphers provided the highlights. I loved seeing Casey Veggies and Vince Staples and was tickled by the efforts of Erick Sermon, Redman and Keith Murray, but the clear winner was the beat-boxing trio of Doug E. Fresh, Nicole Paris and Rahzel.
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Here’s the trailer for the B.B. King/UGK mashup that the world needs now.
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I’m just beginning to learn that the European jazz/prog releases I’ve written about in recent months aren’t anomalies. As the kids say, it’s a thing. My latest discovery is Samuel Hällkvist’s Variety of Live. Men affiliated with Pink Floyd and King Crimson are among the project’s participants. RIYL: Terje Rypdal, anti-swing, Soft Machine.
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Joe Ely has an uncommon ability to conjure colorful Tex-Mex atmospheres. Too many of the songs on Panhandle Rambler, however, are clunky. RIYL: Jimmie Dale Gilmore, songs about Bob Wills, Butch Hancock. ”When the Nights Are Cold” is my favorite song on the album.
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I was so tempted by Rhymesayers’ 20th Anniversary Concert that I checked on airfare to Minneapolis. It’s only $150....
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Alegria de Viver, a new recording featuring the duet of Brazilian vocalist Leny Andrade and New York guitarist Ari Ben-Hur, might be perfect.
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Marbin’s Aggressive Hippies is RIYL: Jacob Fred Jazz Odyssey, DIY jazz, Mahavishnu Orchestra.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
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