A base in Greenwich Village on a recent trip to New York City altered my perspective of the ostensible artistic and economic capital of the world. Aside from the omnipresent scent of urine, there was nothing I didn’t like about the neighborhood (not that I could afford even the least expensive items in many of the rarified shops.) Finding the willpower to sleep when renowned jazz clubs were within a 15-minute walk was a real challenge.
I didn’t catch Bill Charlap this time around, but the sophisticated tone of the pianist’s new album Uptown, Downtown with bassist Peter Washington and drummer Kenny Washington reflects the urbane ambiance I encountered at tony venues including the Blue Note. (Here's my footage of a fancy Eddie Palmieri show.)
The host at Mezzrow may have mistaken me for David Lynch when he positioned me at a prime table for a solo concert by Sullivan Fortner even though I was wearing a ratty t-shirt. I felt like I was at the top of the world as people decked out for fashion shoots and residents of luxury condos envied my spot within arm’s reach of the engaging young pianist.
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I write weekly concert previews for The Kansas City Star.
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I laud the Black Dolphin at Plastic Sax.
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Don Williams has died.
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Hüsker Dü was one of my favorite bands in the mid-’80s. Grant Hart’s warm songs provided vital balance on classic albums like Flip Your Wig. Hart died Wednesday.
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Troy Gentry of Montgomery Gentry died last week. Montgomery Gentry headlined a concert at Providence Medical Center Amphitheater in Bonner Springs a few weeks ago.
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I caught Sheer Mag at Kaiju in Louisville last week.
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Hearing Sammy Hagar’s “Heavy Metal” on KSHE while driving through St. Louis this week made me giddy, but played-out tracks by Jefferson Starship, Pink Floyd Cheap Trick, Tom Petty and Yes just made me sad.
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Instant Karma’s Trying To Find My Mind is RIYL the Pretty Things, Kansas City garage-rock bands, Wreckless Eric.
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Van Hunt’s terrific Popular acts as an accidental Prince tribute.
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Lukas Nelson & Promise of the Real’s self-titled release is a fine outlaw country-ish album. RIYL: the Grateful Dead, legacies, Sturgill Simpson.
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I admire Matt Wilson’s Honey and Salt: Music Inspired by the Poetry of Carl Sandburg, but I don’t necessarily like it. RIYL: Ken Nordine, beatniks, Lord Buckley.
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A pithy jam band? That’s the premise of Hard Working Americans. We’re All In This Together is RIYL Todd Snider, barroom blues, Widespread Panic. Here’s the title track.
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In much the same way I crave junk food, I derive enormous pleasure from Playboi Carti’s self-titled mixtape. Here’s “New Choppa”.
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Much of Living Colour’s Shade is stunning. Here’s the band’s cover of “Who Shot Ya?”
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My lack of enthusiasm for Malija’s Instinct is further proof that I’m not automatically in the tank for every highly-touted Euro-jazz album. RIYL: Paul Desmond, cold handshakes, Phronesis.
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Mike Stern Trip is an appealing time machine. RIYL: the Brecker Brothers, jazz fusion circa 1980, We Want Miles.
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Krystian Zimerman’s Franz Schubert: Piano Sonatas has helped to center me in recent days.
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Antibalas’ Where the Gods Are in Peace is more of the same. That’s a good thing. RIYL Fela, celestial jams, Lettuce.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
