Bobby Shew and John Proulx jazz up Disney
When the folks who book the Music in Corrales series approached Grammy-nominated, world-traveling jazz trumpeter Bobby Shew to open their 25th anniversary season, Shew was happy to accept. First of all, no flying: He can practically walk from his house to Old San Ysidro Church in Corrales, where the concerts are held. Second, he could work with Grammy-winning L.A. pianist/vocalist/composer John Proulx (rhymes with Shew) again. The two of them established a good rapport when they fronted a tribute to Chet Baker for the series a couple of years back, and they could team up once more with bassist Michael Glynn and drummer Cal Haines. But what to play?
Carla Bozulich speaks an animal language
Carla Bozulich has crooned, screamed and keened her way across the musical spectrum, right to its noisiest end. Her name might ring a bell to fans of the vintage-inspired alt.country band The Geraldine Fibbers. Or perhaps she pops into mind for remaking Willie Nelson’s Red Headed Stranger in its entirety. Way back in the early ’90s she was part of the cheeky, sexualized rock group Ethyl Meatplow. Today she’s the linchpin of Evangelista, a group that braids strange, moody threads of sound. The Alibi called Bozulich at home to talk about the creation process, emotional yin and yang, and positivity within the noise.
Scene and Heard
Special John Wesley Coleman III Edition
John Wesley Coleman III lives in Austin where he plays both as a solo artist and in The Golden Boys. He’s put out five or six singles, tapes or LPs this summer. What did you do?
Flyer on the Wall
Four bands remind us of the fine line between the mortal realm and spirit world at the Launchpad on Saturday.
Image courtesy of Epitaph Records
Descendents • Radkey • Hagfish • punk
Now, on the other hand—and as opposed to your parent's music which you claim to have no knowledge of whatsoever—you probably have heard of the Descendents. The quartet from the beautiful yet threatening beach is ripping it up at Sunshine Theater on Friday, Nov. 16 at 8pm. The band claims rights to a lineage of punk rock from the OC and surrounding area that pretty much branched off from hardcore units in the early '90s to produce a more pop-flavored, personally emotional form of the genre. Their brand of music heavily influenced monstrosities like Jimmy Eat World and Blink-182 as well as perhaps birthing the ultimate in abysmal entities, a thing we'll call emo for the sake of convenience. But before they did profound damage to millions of Californios and as-of-then unborn potential rockers, they did produce some pretty epic songs. Besides that, their front man, Milo Auckerman and his compadres, Bill Stevenson, Karl Alvarez and Stephen Egerton are probably responsible for thousands of totally sick skateboarding injuries over the years due to turned out tuneage like “Myage,” “I'm Not a Loser,” “Cameage,” “Uranus” and my all time favorite, “Clean Sheets.” Just 27 bones gets you in to this 13+ gig. Fuck it dude, life's a risk.