Thursday, May 13, 2010

Review: Tender Forever's No Snare





















Tender Forever- "Only the Sounds You Made" (YouTube stream)

No Snare, the forthcoming album by Tender Forever, resembles a misguided collection of Joy Division covers intended for children. In other words, it's wonderful. Naive pop darkened by ominous shadows, the June 8 release is perfectly suited for the K Records aesthetic. It's French native Melanie Valera's third effort for the label. Her broken lo-fi bedroom pop is both intimate and anthemic. An eight-component song stem of "Only the Sounds You Made" and details about a remix contest are available here.

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Performance art ensemble Quixotic have gone pop. "To Live Free" is available as a free download until May 16.

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I adore the new video for Emma Pollack's "Red Orange Green."

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Ten days after the fact, I learned that Canadian jazz artist Rob McConnell died May 1.

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I don't understand why all the cool kids aren't losing their minds over supergroup Gayngs. It's an amazing project.

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Hipsters definitely have no use for the Deftones. Here's my favorite song from the impressive new album Diamond Eyes.

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Marc Myers' study of the savvy widows of jazz legends is fascinating.

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Kansas City Click: As I Lay Dying headline Thursday's headbanging show at the Beaumont.

Steven Jarvi conducts the Kansas City Symphony in a performance of Mozart, Mahler, Strauss and Schubert on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

A new installment of Mark Lowrey vs Hip Hop takes place Saturday at the Record Bar. It will look and sound like this.

I won't pay your cover charge, but There Stands the Glass readers are welcome to attend my birthday party Sunday at Knuckleheads. Carrie Rodriguez, Jim Lauderdale and Tim Easton are providing the entertainment.

(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Lena Horne, 1917-2010


















Was Lena Horne the most physically attractive American entertainer of all time? I think so. The classic beauty died Sunday. The accuracy of my assessment of her music is certainly debatable, but I think of Horne not as a jazz vocalist but as a pre-rock singer of popular music. See her sing a lovely version of "Someday My Prince Will Come" from 1967. The American Jazz Museum would like you to know that they own 1944 footage of Horne singing with Teddy Wilson. You can visit them in Kansas City or watch the clip here.

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I've already listened to today's new releases by The Dead Weather and Jim Lauderdale, but the 2010 album I'm currently obsessing over is by Jonas Kaufmann.

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Lindsay Shannon, restaurateur and radio personality, is now blogging.

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I had mixed feelings about Pat Metheny's concert Friday. Here's my original review. I sort of prefer the Nonesuch rewrite.

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Kansas City Click: Rodrigo y Gabriela play their guitars at the Uptown Theater on Tuesday.

Present magazine has a nice feature on Weirdo Wednesday Supper Club at Davey's Uptown.

(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)

Monday, May 10, 2010

Review: The Marilyn Maye Takeover

















The girl can't help it.

Slated to play just twenty minutes at the Gem Theater, Marilyn Maye's hour-long set made everything else that transpired at Thursday's event seem like an afterthought.

She's that exceptional.

Accompanied by pianist Billy Stritch, bassist Gerald Spaits and drummer Jim Eklof, the 82-year-old joked and sang for an audience of about 300. Now that Lena Horne has passed, perhaps among living saloon singers only Tony Bennett rivals Maye. Hearing Maye croon "The Song Is You," "Come Rain or Come Shine," "Mountain Greenery," "Blues In the Night" and "You Don't Know Me" was like stepping back in time. The great American songbook will, of course, remain after Maye and Bennett are gone, but the unaffectedly old school way of singing them will have vanished.

Maye is also hilarious. Here are three of her quips from Thursday:
"I met my first husband when I was booked in the Drum Room. I was a singer and he was a dancer. So we danced and sang together."

"We don't always play the exact proper melody. There's other notes to be had."

"Creative people like to drink. I know, because I had three very creative husbands."
Oh, by the way, there was also a film premiere Thursday. The thirty-minute "sneak peak" of Kansas City Jazz & Blues: Past, Present & Future was promising. I trust that the sound, sync and lighting issues will be worked out in the final edit. Talking heads included Greg Carroll, Frank Driggs, Chuck Haddix, Jayne McShann, Roger Nabor, Lindsay Shannon and Bobby Watson. David Basse delivers the money line. Leon Brady also has a memorable quote. Upon its completion the documentary almost certainly will become an essential document of Kansas City's music history.

On most any other night, a moment during Diverse's opening set would have been the highlight. Joined by saxophonist Matt Otto and pianist T.J. Martley, the band was tearing into Charlie Parker's "Now's the Time" when trumpeters Stan Kessler and Lonnie McFadden chimed in from the back of the theater. They strolled down adjoining aisles to join Diverse on stage.

Also of note: Young poet Robert Brown (above) delivered a clever piece, smooth jazz artist Marion Meadows played a solo soprano composition and tribute was paid to the late Ed Fenner. The evening concluded with a blues jam.

Only Maye, however, was capable of representing Kansas City's past, present and future. She accepted an honorary trophy before her masterful performance.

"It's a lifetime achievement award," Maye noted. "But I'm not through."












(Cross-posted from Plastic Sax. Original images by Plastic Sax.)

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Owsley, 1965-2010


















The Semantics- "The Sky Is Falling" (YouTube stream)

Pity the power poppers. In spite of trafficking in the most instantly accessible music imaginable, very few listeners have favored that style since the '70s. Although he was in the fabled group The Semantics (don't miss "The Sky Is Falling") and worked alongside Amy Grant for years, my introduction to Owsley didn't come until I heard his fine 2003 album The Hard Way. It would have sounded good in 1973. It will still sound good in 2023. The native Alabaman complains about the musical landscape in this live performance from 1999. Owsley died last week.

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Here's my review of the American Jazz Museum's tribute to Duke Ellington. It featured Clark Terry and Alaadeen.

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Drummer Morris Pert has died. I went through a Brand X phase when I was fourteen. What was I thinking?

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Demencha.com offers a mixtape of summer-oriented throwback jams by the likes of Jodeci, Aaliyah and Brownstone.

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Yes, I'm watching Treme. And I'll confess that the Nightingales' "Just a Little Overcome" was new to me. This guy is blogging the series' music.

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Kansas City Click: I'll be joining Billy Stritch, Marilyn Maye, Marion Meadows and Jessi Colter (!) for the Thursday film premiere of Kansas City Jazz & Blues: Past, Present and Future at the Gem Theater.

Merle, the nice guy who works the door at Knuckleheads, is the recipient of an organ transplant. The two-day MerleJam begins Friday. Ray Wylie Hubbard headlines.

"Charlie, Last Name, Wilson" headlines at Municipal Auditorium on Saturday.

German Lizarraga Y Su Banda Estrellas De Sinaloa are at Memorial Hall on Sunday.

Will Talib Kweli redeem himself Monday at the Midland? I'm still mad at him for the weak effort he made in Kansas City last year.

(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

Review: Napster 2010


















I spent Saturday night with Napster. Our first date went well. In fact, we're now going steady.

You'd be forgiven for being skeptical of my new infatuation. I am, after all, on the rebound. I'd just learned that Lala, my steady flame, will be euthanized at midnight on June 1. I'll miss her.

So when a marketing person from Napster offered to hook me up with a free 30-day trial of a beta version of the service, I gratefully jumped all over it. (I'm told that the "new and improved look isn't going to be fully released until next year.")

While I'm not accustomed to paying for it, and the girl has a couple of personality flaws and physical defects, I still rate her pretty highly. Here's my analysis of her assets:

First impressions.
I had twenty-two May 4 new releases on my "must-hear" list. Napster has 16 of them available in their entirety today:

8 Ball & MJG- Ten Toes Down
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony- Uni-5: The World's Enemy
Pablo Casals- Bach: Six Suites for Solo Cello (Remastered)
Willie Colon & Ruben Blades- Siembra
Court Yard Hounds- s/t
Deftones- Diamond Eyes
The Fall- Your Future Our Clutter
Godsmack- The Oracle
Hillsong United- I Heart Revolution
The Hold Steady- Heaven Is Whenever
Jowell & Randy- El Momento
Cyril Neville- Essential Cyril Neville
The New Pornographers- Together
Doug Sahm- He's About a Groover: An Essential Collection
Trina- Amazin'
Nikki Yanofsky- Nikki

These titles aren't yet available at Napster:

Chris Brokaw & Geoff Farina- Angel's Message To Me
Philip Catherine- Concert In Capbreton
Flying Lotus- Cosmogramma
Ben Goldberg- Baal: The Book of Angels 15
Rudy Ray Moore- Dolomite (Reissue/Expanded with 28 bonus tracks)
Frank Sinatra/Antonio Carlos Jobim- The Complete Reprise Recordings

That's not bad. And while they don't have the Dolemite reissue, Napster lists 35 other Moore albums. That's a whole lot of cussin'! And the absence of the new Sahm was more than made up for by the presence of Groover's Paradise, a 1974 album I've never heard in its original format until today.

Those unsightly feet.
Napster's search engine is horrendous. Users must know exactly how Napster has arbitrarily listed an item. The system is absurdly non-intuitive. Entering "Robyn Hitchcock," for example, doesn't automatically turn up his new album. Napster has separate listings under "Robyn Hitchcock," "Robyn Hitchcock & The Egyptions," "Robyn Hitchcok and the Egyptions," "Robyn Hitchcock and The Venus 3," etc. Napster made me struggle to finally find Propellor Time. And classical music? Forget about it! It's just too much work.

The big tease.
I suspect it's a label-driven issue, but it's enormously frustrating that only thirty-second snippets are available for some albums. I've noticed most regularly with several (but not all) releases from the ECM and Nonesuch labels. Forget, consequently, about streaming Pat Metheny's Orchestrion.

No kiss-and-tell.
While I enjoyed the social aspects of Blip, Lala and Last.fm, that same element can also be intrusive. Napster, as far as I can tell, doesn't publicly reveal my playlist. It's a relief to know that my obsession with vintage Stanley Clarke and with Slipknot's Iowa can stay my dirty little secrets. (Whoops.)

Chantilly lace.
A few additional features also charm me. I love being able to simultaneously view the cover art for every available album under each entry. The "Other Members Like" feature is also attractive.

Her pretty voice.
The sound quality is fine. And unlike Lala, Napster lets me listen to the same song over and over again.

Conclusion.
I'm not prepared to get married to Napster. But I think she's going to move in with me. We'll take it one month at a time.

(Random original image by There Stands the Glass. Because Google inexplicably slapped me with a "Blogger DMCA takedown notification" yesterday for a post that featured an photo I found from a band's MySpace account, I'm reluctant to use any outside images.)

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Review: O Giant Man's Everybody Knows I'm Just an Animal
















It's Over. The Republic Tigers. namelessnumberheadman. Hidden Pictures. Fourth of July. Dri. Ghosty. Add another name to the list of excellent indie pop acts from Kansas City and Lawrence. The eight songs on Everybody Knows I'm Just an Animal , the debut recording by O Giant Man, are prime examples of radio-ready pop preeminence. It would be unfair to suggest that O Giant Man don't have a shot outside their home market. Fans of Death Cab For Cutie, MGMT, Vampire Weekend and Passion Pit would swoon over songs like "Animal," "July" and "Too Cold." The CD release show for Everybody Knows I'm Just an Animal is Saturday at Davey's Uptown.

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Sometimes I tire of the volume. Seeing local rock bands night after night is great but it can be hard on the eardrums. The rare opportunity to hear guys like Brent Windler of Sons of Great Dane playing in a solo-acoustic format is most welcome. That's what Friday's Acoustic Prom at the Beaumont Club is all about. Here's the complete lineup: Waiting For Signal (Acoustic Set), Tyler Lyon (The Leo Project), Martin Bush (Audiovox, Salt The Earth, Paper Cities, A Burial At Sea), The Tide (The American Life), Mime Game (Josephine Collective, DTD), Brent Windler (Sons of Great Dane, John Nash, Casket Lottery), Root & Stem (Robots vs. Dinosaurs & Josephine Collective), Scott Eggleson (At The Left Hand of God) and The Coattail Effect (Life In Jersey, Sunday Blackout).

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The JumboTron at Kaufman Stadium, home of the Kansas City Royals, plays Garth Brooks' "Friends In Low Places" every game. It's fun (I guess). Even so, it's incredibly refreshing to hear a snippet of Mudvayne's "Dig" as catcher Jason Kendall walks to the plate.

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I was thrilled when I tuned in to a hipster's terrestrial radio show today and heard vintage Tavares. How silly of me! I soon realized he was actually spinning the new hit by Chromeo.

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Here's an EPK for the new Charlie Haden and Keith Jarrett project. Jarrett's people skills issues are in full effect. (Tip to Peter Hum via Steve Paul.)

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James Christos has combined forces with St. Louis' Nite Owl and DJ Sno to form Academy Hill. They perform May 7 at Vintage Vinyl in St. Louis.

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Here's a trailer for a documentary about the travails of the Damnwells. The film just came out on DVD.

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Kansas City Click: Bone Thugs-n-Harmony appear at the VooDoo Lounge on Thursday.

The Beaumont Club hosts the Acoustic Prom on Friday.

O Giant Man are joined by Holy Mountain, Giant Radio and Seafarer Saturday at Davey's Uptown.

I don't plan on driving to Knuckleheads on Sunday, but seeing Karla Bonoff standing on the roadhouse's stage would be surreal.

(Image pulled from the MySpace account of O Giant Man.)

Monday, April 26, 2010

Review: The Flaming Lips and The Dead Weather at Sandstone

















A Flaming Lips concert serves the same function for indie rockers as a Jimmy Buffett concert serves for stock brokers and soccer moms. That's right- the fearlessly freaky fans of the Flaming Lips are no different than Parrotheads. And I'm ok with that.

Tim Finn wrote a proper review of Friday's concert at Sandstone. A few of my dubious "insights" follow.

The Dead Weather: Evil and nasty, the Dead Weather offered the single best Led Zeppelin recreation I've ever heard. The band's recorded work doesn't even come close to capturing the genuinely scary sounds they emitted Friday.

Minus the Bear: What's the point of a jam band that can't bothered to jam?

White Rabbits: They sounded like high school marching band geeks covering the Feelies. That's a good thing.

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On Saturday, Mac Lethal made the following vow: I officially declare, right now, that I, Mac Lethal, am going to cover "Party in the USA" by Miley Cyrus on my new album. Hey, Mac- I hope you do justice to my third-favorite song of 2009. Here are 24 additional ideas for your consideration.

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I reviewed Christian McBride's concert Saturday.

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Author and lyricist Gene Lees has died.

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The new State Bird EP sounds like a hit. Listen for yourself at the Record Machine's blog.

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Kansas City Click: "Hello!" P.i.L. appears Monday at the Midland.

Michael Pagan plays piano Tuesday at Cafe Trio.
















(Original images of the Flaming Lips by There Stands the Glass.)

Friday, April 23, 2010

Review: Beama's Papuh Uh Plastik

















Beama- "Trying To Do Right" (video at YouTube)

"913!"

The Kansas side of Kansas City is too often overlooked in discussions of the area's hip hop scene.

Beama might be the artist to finally put an end to that snub. Based on the high quality of his "Trying To Do Right" video, he clearly has the necessary financing to make it happen. (And for what it's worth, he's also getting 20,000 daily MySpace plays.)

Talk about money dominates his new mixtape Papuh Uh Plastik. It's a wildly inconsistent collection of gangsta rap. The generic production and far too many song snippets drag down much of the project. Even so, Ron Ron's solid contributions to "Soundz of a Dope Deala" and "Touch White" make the disc a must-hear for aficionados of the Kansas City scene. Yung Fate, an apparent Ron Ron protege, also does a good job imitating his mentor.

I feel like a fool for having paid full price for what's essentially a demo. That doesn't mean, however, that I won't be rooting for Beama to put Kansas City, Kansas, on the map.


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Phoenix lived up to the hype. Here's my review of Wednesday's show.

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Austin has the Gourds. Springfield, Missouri, has Big Smith. I was delighted to see this essay about the band at KC Free Press.

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I shudder to think that I can be as big of a geek as Christopher R. Weingarten. Still, I concur with almost all of his damning assertions in this commentary.

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I've witnessed a handful of memorable onstage meltdowns but I don't think I've ever been present for anything quite as excruciating as Sly Stone's stunning fail at Coachella.

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Cheers to NPR for addressing Iranian oppression in today's feature about the No One Knows About Persian Cats documentary.

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Kansas City Click: The Flaming Lips touch down at Sandstone on Friday.

Young bachata band XTreme hits Memorial Hall on Friday.

Logan Richardson returns to the Record Bar on Sunday.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Review: Lupe Fiasco, S-Preme and Les Izmore at The Midland

















If you'd like to read a proper review of Sunday's Steppin' Laser concert, I recommend my friend Joel Francis' account of the proceedings. The Pitch also covered the show and offers excellent photos. My notes follow.

I wasn't terribly impressed with Lupe Fiasco's outing. I was riveted, however, by the energy emitted by his 600 fans at the Midland. If I ranked concerts by the quality of the audience, Sunday's event would almost certainly place in my year-end top five.

Much of Fiasco's set sounded uncomfortably like Linkin Park. I longed for some of the iciness contained on Fiasco's 2007 album The Cool but I kept getting reminded of "Numb" instead.

I was miffed at B.o.B. for dropping off Fiasco's tour for a day so that he could appear at Coachella. (Here's fan footage.) Just because you have a hit record with Paramore's Hayley Williams doesn't make it acceptable to blow off Kansas City. And why goof around with a small-time blogger when There Stands the Glass has been on you for years?

Consequently, I was down on Chicago hopeful S-Preme even before he started. S-Preme looked and sounded a lot like Drake. That's not a complement coming from me.

The night's real star was Les Izmore. In just thirty minutes, he led the crowd in a few rounds of "Row, Row, Row Your Boat," clowned with fellow Soul Provider Dutch Newman, got serious with D/Will, freestyled and led a pared-down version of his Fela-inspired band Hearts of Darkness. Very impressive.

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I was still trying to organize a road trip to St. Louis to see Nigerian juju star King Sunny Ade when I learned that the tour had been canceled due to a tragic accident. Details are here. (Tip via R.G. and L.I.)

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I lose respect for artists who feel compelled to publicly "celebrate" April 20. Please stop embarrassing yourselves.

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A new BBC feature on Wanda Jackson made me smile.

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More than once I've attempted to get hip hop heads to share my love of jazz by playing them Gang Starr and Guru albums. It never worked. Guru died yesterday.

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Kansas City Click: Howard Iceberg, Ben Summers and Gary Cloud play Tuesday's early show at Davey's Uptown.

Phoenix headline at the Uptown Theater on Wednesday.

(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)

Monday, April 19, 2010

Review: Mike Metheny's 60.1

















I may never forgive Mike Metheny for making my life a living hell.

The opening track of 60.1, his new album, may be the most infuriating earworm I've ever encountered. It's as if the tormented ghost of Raymond Scott had assumed control of the USC Marching Trojans.

The deliberately annoying march has taken up unwelcome residency in my cranium for the past two weeks. Metheny named the piece "Dubious Melody," but "Crime Against Humanity" would be be a more appropriate title.

It takes enormous talent to be so maliciously awful. At this late date, jazz fans could be forgiven for failing to remember that Metheny was once a major label recording artist and had served as a faculty member at Boston's Berklee College of Music. While Metheny has returned to Missouri and jazz's fortunes have waned, Metheny's prodigious musical gifts have not diminished.

The evil "Dubious Melody" aside, Metheny uses his genius for good on 60.1.

Propelled by drummer Brandon Draper, the title track is absolutely savage. It demonstrates that Metheny is still capable of making a righteous racket that can challenge the testosterone levels of even the most manly fans of Medeski Martin & Wood and The Bad Plus.

"60.1" and a couple additional noisy numbers make the album's relatively conventional mainstream tracks seem tame. It would be a shame, however, to overlook Metheny's gorgeous playing on the Bill Evans ballad "Laurie" and the fine Bob Bowman solo on "C.C. & Water." Other Kansas City-based artists on the album include pianists Paul Smith and Roger Wilder and guitarist Danny Embrey.

Metheny demurred when I asked for permission to post a track. All ten selections are different, he suggested, and hearing only one piece would be inherently misleading. There's some truth to that. Even so, the entirety of 60.1 s characterized by Metheny's artistic restlessness, adventurous spirit and stupendous musicality.

Just don't listen to that first track.


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Ani DiFranco's concert Friday was kind of a drag. Great pictures accompany my review.

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As my review suggests, the Clayton Brothers exceeded my expectations Saturday at the Gem Theater.

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The new Terje Rypdal is a prog-meets-big band freak-out. Listen, if you dare, here.

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"I just can't sympathize with your rock and roll problems." Stream the new Hold Steady album at NPR. (Tip via S.S.)

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Kansas City Click: The Kansas City Bear Fighters and Grisly Hand perform Monday at the Record Bar.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Noah Earle- The Sky's On Fire

















I've removed this label-approved MP3 due to recent actions taken by Google/DMCA.

The intentionally distressed cover art of Noah Earle's This Is the Jubilee is perfect. The new release looks and sounds old, as if it's been sliding around on the floor mat of car alongside classic '70s albums by Paul Simon and James Taylor.

The prospect of listening to a folkie inspired by Still Crazy After All These Years and Sweet Baby James would ordinarily compel me to key a Mercedes. The many charms of This Is the Jubilee, however, have completely won me over. Even the end of earth, for instance, sounds jaunty on "The Sky's On Fire."

I love this album.

While his contemporary peers are the likes of Amos Lee, Ray LaMontagne and Alexi Murdoch, the Missouri boy is unique. Earle is so earthy that he makes LaMontagne's anti-celebrity seem like TMZ material. This live version of the album's opening track is indicative of Earle's homespun charm.


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I reviewed the outstanding triple bill of Heartless Bastards, Bleach Bloodz and Sons of Great Dane last week.

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Jazz drummer Steve Reid has died.

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The latest free label sampler from The Record Machine includes songs from Cowboy Indian Bear and Sam Billen.

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Joel Francis caught up with Greg Ginn.

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I had to pull over when I heard Michael Maniaci sing this piece by Mozart yesterday. I only comprehended what I had experienced when it was back-announced by the classical DJ.

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Kansas City Click: Killah Priest and Blueprint play the Riot Room on Tuesday.

Nathan Granner completes a two-night stand at Jardine's on Wednesday. He croons "Shenandoah" with country band RiverRock in this unlikely collaboration.

Friday, April 09, 2010

Review: Sliccs Gotcha's Bringin The 90's Back

















It saddens me that Sliccs Gotcha's new posthumous album isn't very good. I suppose it would have been no less tragic had Bringin' The 90's Back been brilliant.

As I wrote here, the rapper was murdered on the streets of Kansas City in February. My post generated a mean-spirited discussion at Crime Scene KC. That's to be expected. It sickens me, however, that the crime remains unsolved.

Mediocre and largely forgettable, the album lacks anything as undeniably immediate as 2008's "Off the Chain." The world-weary self-assessment of "When I Close My Eyes" is the only track I enjoy. Perhaps it's because the usual gangster braggadocio that dominates the rest of the album makes me cringe.

It would be easy to quote Sliccs boasting about the sordid details of "the game" that apparently led to his demise. I just don't have the heart to do it.

I'm also not impressed by the post-Fat Tone sound that's typical of most titles issued by Rich the Factor's Major Factor Records. It's distressing that Phil Collins is sampled on "Nowhere To Run" and Drake, unfortunately, is also mixed into a couple tracks.

This video tribute serves as a better memorial to Sliccs' legacy than does Bringin' The 90s's Back.

We miss you, Sliccs.


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Yeah, I'm a fan. Here's my review of Karrin Allyson's second set last night at Jardine's.

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Travis O'Guin of Strange Music complains about his distributor in a fascinating interview.

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Omaha's Luigi Waites has died.

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Although I didn't like Malcolm McLaren, I always admired his gumption. He died April 8.

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Kansas City Click: George Strait will play my favorite song of 2009 Friday at the Sprint Center.

Mixed Method and Hominid perform at Jardine's on Saturday. I previewed the show here.

AC/DC's return to the Sprint Center trumps everything else going on Sunday.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Review: V.V. Brown at the Record Bar






















What is it about today's female British retro-soul singers? It makes no sense that so many young women from Britain interpret American music so compellingly.

I was reminded of this oddity as V.V. Brown thrilled me Easter evening at the Record Bar.

Brown is a star. I expect that she'll be more popular than both Duffy and Estelle by July. Brown can't sing as well as Adele or Joss Stone but she shares a sharp street sensibility with The Pipettes and Amy Winehouse.

The first sign that Brown was something special came when the doorman informed me that she was carrying a three-piece band. Sure, they employed some backing tracks, but the show was at least 75% live. They performed credible versions of rockabilly, Afro-Beat, Bow Wow Wow/Adam Ant-esque faux funk, new jack swing, old-school soul and one massive pop hit. And I was very pleased that she didn't let the the audience size (about 65 people were in the room) impact her theatrical effort. But it was when she covered Drake's "Best I Ever Had" that I fell in love. I truly detest the song, but Brown transformed it into a personal anthem. She just may be, as the deplorable Drake puts it, "the best."

Opening act Thee Water Moccasins evoke moody "new wave" acts like Bauhaus, Echo & the Bunnymen and Wire. I'll confess to having been more than a little distracted as they played. The band was accompanied by two athletic dancers who expertly contorted themselves in sheets hung from the ceiling.

I wish something would have diverted my attention from the headlining set by Little Dragon. (Photo below.) The Swedish collective's recordings, reminiscent of the Cardigans, show that they're a wonderful pop band in the studio. As a live act, however, they're totally whack.

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A professional photographer managed to capture some of Brown's charm on behalf of the Pitch.

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I reviewed Raul Malo's concert at Knuckleheads on Friday and critiqued Junior Mance's appearance Saturday at the Blue Room.

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Jazz pianist John Bunch died March 30.

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Sacrilege! Elvis Presley's Sun Sessions is out of print.

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Kansas City Click: Greg Ginn plays punk-jazz Tuesday at the Record Bar.

















(Original images by There Stands the Glass.)

Monday, April 05, 2010

Mixed Method: The There Stands the Glass Interview

















(The entire five song Mixed Method EP is available as a free download here.


Maybe I've been making everything too complicated. Instead of worrying about what qualifies as jazz, perhaps I should embrace the notion that any act booked at a jazz club is, by definition, a jazz act. Mixed Method perform at Jardine's on Saturday, April 10. An email interview I conducted with the quintet follows.

Plastic Sax: Your music seems like equal parts jazz, electronica and progressive rock. Is that a fair characterization? How would you describe your sound?

Mike Malaker: That's a good description, but you might throw in dub, funk and Afro-Caribbean into the mix as well. I'm sure there are others. We are all about combining our influences into new forms.

Ryan Nilson: Yes that description sounds pretty fair. Our sound is really just a mix of what we listen to and like. Sometimes this eclectic influence works and sometimes it does not. There are times when we all are like "yeah, this is awesome" and other times we are thinking "what are we doing?"

J Witzgall: Well, there are a slew of European bands, Jaga Jazzist, Sayag Jazz Machine and others that mix electronica with Jazz and rock. We have a similar sound. In the beginning, we went for a little harder electronica sound. Not having a drummer and using mostly breakbeats pushed us closer in that direction. Now with a drummer, we are able to sound much more like our other influences, spilling over into John Scofield-ish funk and prog rock/math rock stuff among others.

PS: I detect a King Crimson influence in your sound. Am I crazy?

RN: I don’t listen to King Crimson.

MM: That's interesting. They are one of my early influences, though I never consciously thought of them as part of this band's sound.

JW: When I was a kid, in the Washington D.C. suburbs, Robert Fripp had just started the Guitar Craft workshops in an old school/monastery for the Gurdjieff philosophy that Fripp was into at the time, so we went out to see the first Crafty Guitarists concert, and we went and talked to Fripp, and one of my friends who had come with me thought it was kind of stiff, and told me he was going to advise Fripp to buy Elvis' Sun Sessions to get some inspiration to loosen up, but at the last minute, he chickened out. What's funny is that a few months ago I was reading a book by a Guitar Craft student, and I come across a passage where Fripp is listing his favorite albums and his #1 favorite album turns out to be Elvis' Sun Sessions! Anyway, we don't deliberately try to sound like King Crimson, but it probably creeps into our sound without us being aware of it.

PS: What are your musical influences? And what's the background of the band's members?

RN: Major group influences are: Cinematic Orchestra, Erik Truffaz Quartet, Jaga Jazzist, Jojo Mayer’s The Nerve, and Sayag Jazz Machine. We all have various levels of jazz and classical training and education. Besides Todd (the drummer) none of us are really on the Jazz scene in KC.

MM: I'm primarily a self-taught guitar player. My earliest influences were progressive rock, and then I gravitated to post-punk sounds such as Television, Gang of Four and Wire. I loved the DIY aesthetic and using music as a means of personal expression instead of pursuing virtuosity. However, about 12 years ago, I realized that relying solely on my ear and intuition wasn't getting me where I wanted to go musically. I decided to pursue formal training and studied jazz guitar with Frank Rumoro and later with David Bloom, both excellent instructors from Chicago.

JW: All of us are or were involved with jazz to some degree. I'm into really out/avant/confrontational stuff, Ryan is into groovy hypnotic electronica - mostly drumnbass, Todd is into math-rock and technically challenging stuff. Nick is into that early Miles On the Corner kind of stuff.

PS: Material like "Unisound" is cinematic. Do you think of your music in a visual sense?

RN: Yes, we do want a cinematic quality to our music. We want it to give off a vibe or feeling much of the way a movie sound track sets the stage for what is going on in the film.

MM: For me, I'm really just thinking about the music without any external references. However, I believe music is most effective when it can invoke images in the listener.

JW: We are sort of heading in that direction. Most people when they are to the point of listening to music as organized sound, without any preconceptions of who's performing it, they'll draw visual images from it; they'll relate to it visually.

PS: A note at your site suggests that Mixed Method took time off to "reinvent themselves." What's that mean? And why did you feel you needed to change?

JW: Well, honestly we just got bored with what we were doing, and we were kind of stuck in the cycle of rehearse/perform/rehearse and we didn't really have time to develop or write new material.

RN: Everything we had done up to the EP was based on tracks of electronic beats we created and that the band played over. That method worked very well for us but it was a really rigid way to make music. We wanted to look at adding a live drummer and that meant redesigning the roles in the group and the way we played. We had to write all new material and figure out how we work as a group with a drummer. I think we are still trying to figure this out in many ways. Right now our music is even more diverse than before. It will be interesting to see where things head as the band continues to work together.

MM: Having Todd in the band has increased the energy level enormously. We still have electronics as a large component of our sound, but having a live drummer gives us so much more flexibility then we could ever get with programmed tracks.

PS: I love conventional acoustic jazz. It's my belief, however, that jazz must incorporate outside influences and new sonic textures in order to avoid becoming a Dixieland-style museum piece. Do you agree? And if so, do you view "saving jazz" as part of your mission?

RN: We all really dig traditional jazz too. There are so many amazing jazz musicians in KC playing at a very high level of skill and sophistication. We are not saving jazz, we don’t even claim to be jazz in a traditional way. If you want to see amazing jazz chops or mind-blowing solos you are not going to get that with us. The fact is that when play instrumental music with our instrumentation you get a jazz label and we are ok with that.

MM: We all love jazz, but I think of Mixed Method as a group that plays modern instrumental music with jazz influences. This isn't really a jazz project per se.

JW: I think that Jazz is already a museum piece. It doesn't need to grow to survive. It's like opera.

PS: Is Kansas City an accommodating base for an act like Mixed Method?

RN: Yes, KC has been pretty good to us.

JW: Apparently - we seem to get shows.

MM: So far, so good. I've only been in KC for a little over 5 years. I moved here from Chicago, which has a phenomenal music scene. However, I really like the vibe of this town. There is a lot less attitude here, and the music scene is really diverse with many outstanding players.

PS: Would you rather play for an audience of 500 people in a dance club or for 100 beard-scratching jazz fans? What is Mixed Method's ideal audience?

MM: 600 dancing, beard-scratching, jazz fans!

JW: What's funny is we've done both now. But the ideal audience is the one that gets us. People in both environments seem to get it.

RN: Our ideal audience is folks who take our music for what it is, and don’t try to corner us into a genre.

PS: Jardine's lists your April 10 show as "Underground Sounds." Do you agree with that assessment?

RN: Yeah, I guess. We are playing the show with Hominid which is Hunter Long’s solo electronica act. We are happy Jardine’s is giving us a chance to play.

MM: This will be our second show at Jardine's. It is really encouraging that Jardine's is hosting diverse acts such as ours. We are grateful to be able to play at such a prominent venue.

PS: Suppose a sixty-year-old Ida McBeth fan decides to stick around after her early show at Jardine's on April 10. What will that person make of Mixed Method?

RN: I have asked myself the same question.

MM: That all depends on what other sounds they like. Purists will probably not get our thing, but that's how it goes.

(Cross-posted from Kansas City jazz blog Plastic Sax. Original image by Plastic Sax.)

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Oscar "Lucky" Wesley, 1927-2010






















Rest in peace.
You ain't been blue
'Til you've had that mood indigo.
That feeling goes stealing down to my shoes
While I sit and sigh.
Go along blues.

Forgive my sentimentality. Listening to the hopelessly obscure Live at the Sni-Blue Lounge album makes me misty even in the best of times. The audience chatter and relaxed performance by a mid-'70s version of the Scamps transport me to an era in which the Kansas City jazz scene had long since peaked but still boasted many of its most illustrious legends.

Even in the late '80s it was possible to catch the likes of Jay "Hootie" McShann, Claude "Fiddler" Williams, Speedy Huggins, Priscilla "Rock and Roll Mama" Bowman and Sonny Kenner in area clubs. Even the names of these musicians were great. The owner of another wonderful name- Oscar "Lucky" Wesley- died last Saturday. The bassist and vocalist's most notable gigs were with McShann, the Five Aces and the Scamps.

As I recently noted at Plastic Sax, my Kansas City jazz blog, I last saw Wesley on February 27. Alarmingly frail, he struggled to participate in a chat with Ben Kynard and Sellie Truitt.

An otherwise fine history of the Scamps makes no mention of the Live at the Sni-Blue Lounge album that features Wesley. It probably dates from the mid-'70s. A 23-track British compilation of the group's (pre-Wesley) late-'40s sessions is the only commercially available Scamps title.

Go along blues.

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Kansas City Click: Maynard James Keenan's Puscifer is at the Uptown Theater Wednesday.

Kim Sivils and Steve Rigazzi serenade diners Thursday at Grand Street Cafe.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Review: Pat Metheny In Rome

















I've never traveled so far nor worked as hard to attend a concert.

Over five thousand miles from our Midwestern hometowns, I caught Pat Metheny's revolutionary Orchestrion tour on March 17 while on vacation in Rome.

I didn't actually fly to Italy to see Metheny, but since I was already there the opportunity to be one of the first Americans to witness the guitarist perform with robots proved irresistible.

It wasn't easy. I'll resist the urge to offer a detailed account of my epic trek to and from the concert in northern Rome. I'll only state that Metheny played for two-and-a-half hours and that my round trip journey from my cot near the Colosseum took at least that long.

My difficulties didn't end when I finally arrived at Auditorium Parco della Musica. The complex's 2,800-seat Sala Santa Cecilia concert hall was sold out. I managed to secure a €31.50 balcony seat at face value from a sympathetic ticket scalper.

(Spoiler alert: Read no further if you'd prefer to be surprised by Metheny's forthcoming North American tour.)

After opening with a lovely acoustic set, Metheny began his mad experiment by employing a simple robotic finger cymbal set reminiscent of a clapping monkey toy. It was a deliberately tedious set-up to the dramatic unveiling of the physically imposing Orchestrion machine.

Metheny's Orchestrion is akin to a gargantuan music box with the guitarist acting as the windup key. It's insanely cool. It's also outright insane.

While endlessly fascinating and awash with the thrill of the new, it quickly became apparent that the contraption is incapable of swinging. While it would be unfair to call the device a Rube Goldberg machine, Metheny's regular drummer Antonio Sanchez has nothing to worry about. As far as I can tell, Metheny's robots are responsive to factors like volume and tempo but they're incapable of true improvisation.

After performing Orchestrion in its entirety, Metheny played a handful of spontaneous pieces and a few familiar compositions in a futile attempt to humanize the robots. The set list from the Milan date is similar to what I heard in Rome.

Here's video footage from the concert. Note that the house lights are turned up between songs. While I found the custom entirely foreign, I really liked it. I also appreciated the Italian audience's attentive nature. They sat in perfect silence as Metheny performed.

I should be so lucky when I catch Metheny and his robots in May when they perform eight miles from my home in Kansas.


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Oscar "Lucky" Wesley of Kansas City jazz mainstays The Scamps died Saturday.

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Herb Ellis died Sunday. (Tip via BGO.)

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Kansas City Click: Clint Ashlock and Megan Birdsall perform at the Blue Room on Monday.
















(Cross-posted from Plastic Sax. Original images by Plastic Sax.)

Friday, March 26, 2010

Alex Chilton, 1950-2010

















Farewell.

Alex Chilton gave me the creeps.

In the two or three times I saw him perform in the late '80s, his reputation as a dark presence overshadowed his sporadic brilliance as a musician. Sordid stories about Chilton's recent behavior were more interesting than the music the cult hero was making during that era.

Chilton then favored deliberately amateurish Slim Harpo-style swamp rock and odd interpretations of standards instead of the classic power pop his fans so desperately desired. "Volare" is typical. It's on the out-of-print High Priest. His musical choices make more sense in hindsight, but I sure didn't get it back then. In fact, I felt cheated. I even wondered if an impostor was on stage the first time I saw Chilton.

As has been noted by hundreds of music blogs, Chilton died last week.

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Johnny Maestro of The Crests and Brooklyn Bridge died Wednesday.

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How is it that many of the people who clamor to praise Goldfrapp wouldn't be caught dead listening to pop music by the likes of Shakira, Pink or Katy Perry? The difference is negligible.

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Tim Finn chats with Wanda Jackson about her collaboration with Jack White.

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I recently rediscovered Lone Justice's "Sweet, Sweet Baby (I'm Falling)". The song still gives me chills in spite of Jimmy Iovine's dated production.

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Kansas City Click: The Original Wailers come to the VooDoo Lounge Friday. Joel Francis previewed the show for the Star.

Details are sketchy, but Slim Thug supposedly headlines at Memorial Hall on Saturday.

Mike Moreno and Peter Schlamb perform Sunday at Jardine's.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Marva Wright, 1948-2010

















Thank you, Ms. Wright.

New Orleans soul and blues vocalist Marva Wright died yesterday. She was a longtime staple on Bourbon Street. Wright didn't tour much, but tens of thousands of tourists saw her perform in the French Quarter. The amazing "Let Them Talk" proves that Wright could wail with the best of them. It's taken from her strong 2000 album Marva. See Wright in action here.

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While I can't locate the image, the original art for Wright's debut album featured the voluptuous singer in a provocative pose on a motorcycle. Posters of the album decorated the back rooms of hundreds of record stores in the early '90s.

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Kansas City rapper Ron Ron's video for "100 Barz" hit YouTube today. (Tip via Credentials Hip Hop.)

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Complaining about the inadequacies of commercial radio is akin to criticizing the menu at McDonald's, but I'm disappointed that the new format of Kansas City-area 103.7 The Dam is dominated by familiar hits from the likes of Drowning Pool, Foo Fighters, Godsmack, the Offspring, Pearl Jam, Stone Temple Pilots and Weezer. I like most of that stuff, but it's not exactly fresh.

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I'm enjoying the new album by Manu Katche. Here's the ECM's online player.

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My favorite new song is a throwback jam. Leela James' "Tell Me You Love Me" sounds like Shirley Brown fronting the Isley Brothers.

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There's absolutely nothing wrong with She & Him's cover of "Ridin' In My Car." Even so, it only serves to deepen my appreciation of Al Anderson.

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Dinner and a Movie, Brother Lynch Hung's new album, was released this week by Kansas City's Strange Music.

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I'm back from Italy, where I heard teenage girls sing along to Ke$ha and middle-aged cab drivers blast the Black Eyed Peas.

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Kansas City Click: Ludacris opens for the Black Eyed Peas at the Sprint Center on Wednesday.

Howard Iceberg is among the artists appearing at the Czar Bar on Thursday.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Review: Gary Allan's Get Off On the Pain

















Get Off On the Pain EPK stream at YouTube.

Rodney Crowell altered my expectations of country music.

The Texan practically jumped out of his skin as he warmed up an audience on hand to see Dwight Yoakam in the late '80s. I found Crowell's simultaneous embrace of several different styles of music exhilarating. The only thing I recall today about Yoakam's appearance was the reaction my date had to his skin-tight jeans. The memory of Crowell's manic energy, however, stayed with me.

Get Off On the Pain, the impressive new album by Gary Allan, has that same dizzying effect on me. The album includes nods to Roy Orbison, The Byrds, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Bob Seger, Marty Stuart and The Mavericks. Somehow Allen manages to condense these influences into a sound that's tolerable to today's fickle country radio programmers.

It seems like an impossible feat, but Allan's pain songs appeal to both Webb Pierce fans and soccer moms.

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Demencha provides a download of Ron Ron's 1995 album Ironic. Unfortunately, it's in WMA format, so I'm unable to hear how it compares to the rapper's Skitzofrinik, my #3 album of 2009.

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I'm intrigued by Shadowboxer, a new "jazz opera" (my words) based on the life of Joe Louis.

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It's no secret that I'm loopy for Esperanza Spalding. She recently performed for an NPR affiliate.

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I'm taking a blogger break. There Stands the Glass will resume near the end of March.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Review: Ces Cru and Steddy P. at the Beaumont Club















The sound system blew out at a record release party I attended last month. The evening's host gamely cajoled the record label's artists into performing acoustic sets. Disaster ensued. The rappers were unable to freestyle and the vocalists couldn't sing.

The result was entirely different when the laptop containing Ces Cru's music crashed Tuesday at the Beaumont Club.

"We're getting organic on you because it's real f***ed up in here," admitted Ces Cru's Ubiquitious.

The Kansas City hip hop duo dazzled with an a cappella set that showcased their impeccable skills and improvisational mentality.

"Ces Cru unplugged!" shouted Godemis. "Who knew?"

I've seen Ces Cru perform about a dozen times. I've never appreciated them more.

I wish I could say the same about Steddy P.. I admire almost everything about the guy. His most recent release, Style Like Mind, was one of my favorite albums of 2009. (The list is in the column on the right.) Although he performed with a live band- something I ordinary love in hip hop- I just wasn't feeling his effort Tuesday.

Poor pacing was a problem even before Steddy P. allowed the band to perform two original songs. Their effort sounded like the first rehearsal of a Limp Bizkit cover band. Maybe it was an off night. Or maybe Ces Cru's stellar appearance spoiled everything that followed. Consequently, I didn't stick around for The Flobots' headlining appearance.

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I was surprised that only 300 people bothered to show up for The Flobots. The concert was free and the band's breakthrough song hit only two years ago. I guess I'm not alone in thinking "Handlebars" is impossibly annoying.

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Step aside, Erykah Badu. Akwid's "California" is now my favorite song of 2010.

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Joel Francis visits the ruins of Gennett Records. His photographs are fascinating and he provides background here.

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Kansas City Click: Alacartoona plays the early show Thursday at Jardine's.

(Ces Cru photo by Martin Diggs.)

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Midwasteland at SXSW






















Am I the only person not attending SXSW this year? It sure feels that way. My town is sending dozens of acts to Austin. Over thirty of them are participating in Midwasteland Takeover, an unofficial three-day showcase at the Canvas Bar & Gallery at 5th & Brazos. Here's the schedule. The Midwest Music Foundation, one of the showcase's organizers, helped put together a free compilation featuring 18 participating acts. (Grab the cover art here.) Several of them- James Christos, Hammerlord, Olympic Size and Steddy P.- have already been featured at There Stands the Glass. I also personally endorse songs by Cowboy Indian Bear and The Grisly Hand.

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My favorite regional artist performing at SXSW is XV. Here's the lowdown on the Kansan's official showcase.

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Look, I like Biggie's music. And sure, I miss him. It distresses me, however, that the 13th anniversary of the rapper's death is a trending topic while the 80th birthday of Ornette Coleman is recognized only by weirdo jazz obsessives. Coleman, one of the greatest musical minds of the 20th century, remains a vital force. I hate to be a crank, but gee whiz, how about just an iota of cultural perspective?

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The creepy new video for Soulcrate Music's "Electric Heavy Glow" is excellent.

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Kansas City Click: Kansan Sarah Buxton opens for Jake Owen Tuesday at the Midland Theater.

Cover band Wonderland plays for basketball fans Wednesday at Raglan Road.

Monday, March 08, 2010

Alan Charing- Day Shift




















Clock punched.

Not every rock album can be Who's Next. Nor can every rock artist be Neil Young. I'm convinced, however, that without the earnest efforts of journeymen true believers like Alan Charing, it would be impossible to fully appreciate Pete Townshend or After the Gold Rush. In fact, I'd rather hear Charing, the former frontman of A.C. Cotton, perform in my neighborhood tavern than see Tom Petty play in an arena. Guys like Charing, Jack Logan and Alejandro Escovedo keep the music honest and accessible. Stitch, Charing's new album, isn't fashionable or groundbreaking. It's just good meat-and-potatoes rock'n'roll. And that's plenty good enough for me.

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Because most of my friends loathe jazz, I usually go to jazz clubs alone. Please, pals, check out Brandon Draper's band covering Sunny Day Real Estate at Jardine's. It just might win you over. And I'm getting lonely.

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Kansas City jazz veterans Ben Kynard and Sellie Truitt are featured at Plastic Sax.

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After I heard that Mark Linkous died Saturday, I listened to Sparklehorse's Vivadixiesubmarinetransmissionplot for the first time in years. What a great album! It combines the tormented blues of Chris Whitley with the psychedelic pop of the Flaming Lips.

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Bossa nova star Johnny Alf has died.

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Jazz saxophonist and Stan Kenton alumni Tony Campise died Sunday.

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Ron Banks of the Dramatics has died.

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Kansas City Click: The Jazz Disciples oversee Monday's jam session at the Blue Room.

Thursday, March 04, 2010

Review: Easton Corbin

















Easton Corbin- "I'm a Little More Country Than That" (YouTube video)

Nashville's major labels don't release "product" until every last detail has been carefully considered by focus groups and marketing consultants. That's why country music album covers are so revealing. The art featured on the self-titled debut by Easton Corbin is no exception.

The aspiring country star is seen wearing jeans and a gimme cap as he plays guitar on a porch for a dog. Those are positive indicators of the album's contents. The bad news is that the wicker-laden porch is immaculate and the pooch looks like it's never been within five miles of a pheasant. Needless to say, empty bottles and rusty trucks aren't in the picture.

The manicured image projected by Corbin's handlers, however, shouldn't dissuade fans of Alan Jackson and George Strait. Corbin follows the same amiable traditional country path. And the kid is a natural. When I first heard him deliver the atrocious line "I'll hold onto those precious moments like pieces of gold," I actually teared up.

"Leavin' A Lonely Town," a song worthy of Steve Earle's Guitar Town or John Mellencamp's Scarecrow, makes up for a few of the album's cliches. I strongly object, for instance, to Corbin's two contributions to the annoying trend of country songs about beaches.

I hope Corbin works such Kenny Chesney-isms out of his system. If he's able to quit following fashion, Corbin has a solid chance at becoming a legacy artist.

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Raheem DeVaughn's new album disappointed me. I even find the Marvin Gaye tribute "Bulletproof" disconcerting. At least I have Erykah Badu's new album to look forward to. Until further notice, "Window Seat" is my favorite song of 2010.

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Roger Daltrey surprised me last night by upstaging Eric Clapton. Here's my review.

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God bless Robyn Hitchcock. Here's his delightful new video.

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I choked on a sweet potato fry when Blind Pilot's ""The Story I Heard" came on a tavern's sound system last night. What a song!

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Kansas City Click: Steddy P, the man responsible for my seventh-favorite album of 2009, plays Davey's Uptown on Thursday.

An excellent pre-SXSW showcase featuring Capybara, Roman Numerals, Olympic Size, Thieves, The Grisly Hand and Dreams Are For Rookies takes place Friday at the Beaumont Club. I'm not planning to attend, however, because I object to the venue's shortsighted no re-entry policy.

I love Gretchen Wilson. She plays a free show Saturday on the Power & Light stage.

The woefully undervalued We Were Promised Jetpacks play the Jackpot in Lawrence on Sunday.

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

John Jorgenson Quintet- Hungaria

















Border closed.

Django this. Django that. It's only March and I'm already becoming burned out on tribute concerts and albums commemorating the centennial anniversary of Django Reinhardt's birth. It takes something special, consequently, to get me excited. Istiqbal Gathering, one of two new self-released albums by Nashville cat John Jorgenson, is one such project. While I'll always associate Jorgenson with The Hellecasters, he's been playing gypsy jazz for a while. It pays off on the ambitious Istiqbal Gathering. Recorded with Orchestra Nashville and the Turtle Island Quartet, the innovative album explores fresh concepts for gypsy jazz guitar. It's both emotionally and intellectually rewarding. "Hungaria" is taken from One Stolen Night, a relatively straightforward Django-esque quintet recording. It's very nice, but the real magic happens with the orchestra.

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Here's my review of a concert by cult artist Dave Frishberg.

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What? I can't hear you. Sevendust and Drowning Pool were loud. Here's my review.

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Joel Francis interviews Elena James of Hot Club of Cowtown.

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T-Bone Wolk has died.

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I get the story behind the new Kansas Blues & Jazz: Past, Present & Future documentary at Plastic Sax.

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Kansas City Click: James McMurtry has a lot of great songs, but none are more popular in these parts than "Choctaw Bingo". He won't get out of Knuckleheads alive if he doesn't play it Tuesday.

I'm not going to lie. I'm looking forward to hearing Roger Daltrey belt out "The Real Me" one last more time Wednesday at the Sprint Center.