Showing posts with label Tropicalisimo Apache. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tropicalisimo Apache. Show all posts
Monday, September 14, 2015
Una Copita de Ron
I’m beginning to suspect that I’m on the wrong continent. The joy I felt on a recent trip to Chile and at a concert by a cumbia band on Friday has me rethinking my place on the planet.
My Spanish may be atrocious, but most everything else feels right about a potential move to the south.
I didn’t understand what a member of the dynamic show band Tropicalísimo Apache said when he pointed me out during Friday’s free concert at Barney Allis Plaza. If he was encouraging a brave woman to dance with me, his request went unheeded.
No matter. I was so enthralled with the expertise with which the Mexican band played the music of Columbia that I’m ”Una Copita de Ron” away from buying a one-way ticket to Bogotá or Santiago.
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Here are my most recent weekly music picks for The Kansas City Star and Ink.
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I previewed the Crossroads Music Fest for Ink and contributed to a review of the event for The Kansas City Star.
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An item about Second Hand King is among my recent contributions to KCUR.
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I caught a portion of the Prairie Village Jazz Festival at Plastic Sax. Here are my notes.
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A vibrant mix of Afrobeat, soukous, rock and electronica, Mbongwana Star’s From Kinshasa is stunning. Here’s ”Malukayi” (Tip via Big Steve.)
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I’m unable to resist the Go! Team’s charms. Listening to The Scene Between gives me the same feeling I had when I was seven years old and watching a new episode of my favorite Saturday morning cartoon. RIYL: the Magnetic Fields, Sid and Marty Krofft, the Crystals. Here’s the title track.
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I didn’t catch last year’s Chick Corea/Bela Fleck tour. The concert document Two indicates that you had to be there.
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Live in Cuba, the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra’s new 137-minute album, alternately thrilled and bored me. RIYL: certain Grammy winners, Wynton, big bands.
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Anne-Sophie Mutter gets it. The Club Album is everything it’s meant to be. RIYL: populism (of a sort), Vivaldi, marketing genius.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
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