Alibi V.18 No.38 • Sept 17-23, 2009 ››
Music to Your Ears
Last Call for Film + Music
You haven't you signed up for the Music in Film Summit yet? Sheesh. Friday and Saturday, Sept. 18 and 19, Downtown will host panels and parties devoted to getting your music on the big screen, and it's 100 percent free. But before you load up the jalopy and move to California, you need to RSVP in advance of the conference to email@example.com. Log on to newmexicomusic.org for the schedule.
Wet with sweat
Antique Scream is a bluesy, '70s inspired psychedelic rock outfit. Or, as lead singer and guitarist Chris Rutledge puts it, "We're sweaty, balls-out rock 'n' roll, man."
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Flyer on the Wall
MV & EE plays with sound in the form of electrified acoustic instruments (and vice-versa in Thurston Moore's trippy Ecstatic Peace! label recordings.) Burque’s A.G.L. and The Jeebies open what looks like the last show at 1Kind Studios (1016 Coal SW) on Tuesday, Sept. 22 ... :( . Cover is $5, jammage beings at 8:30 p.m. and it’s still all-ages. ... :) (Laura Marrich)
Jan McDonald Sweet
An obvious labor of love, Sweet is 11 tracks of swinging, straight-ahead jazz. Seven original compositions from Jan McDonald (trumpet, flumpet) and producers Bert Dalton (piano) and Jon Gagan (bass) present some of New Mexico’s musical heavyweights—all in in superb settings that range from a duo to a 12-piece orchestra. McDonald plays in a shaded tone with a spare, almost baroque lyricism and an emotionality deepened by its understatement. “My Funny Valentine,” which you probably thought you’d never want to hear again on the trumpet, gets a particularly restrained and touching reading that gives the “repeat” button a workout. The writing is often superb, as in “Sweet Thing,” “Sorry Bastard Blues,” and the opening title track (where trumpeter Bobby Shew’s bright, brassy sound complements McDonald’s darker tone)—all from McDonald’s pen.
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Crystal Castles • electropunk, synth pop, witch house
Remember the thing called Witch House? How about darkwave? The constant bifurcation of artistic paths in the field of electronic music can be damnably confusing and irritating, as well as rewarding and helluva lot of fun too—as long as you pick the right band. When adherents of these sorts of genres aren't busy sorting their rainbow-colored toe socks and looking for tubes of Vick's Vaporub to snatch up at the local Walmart, then it's a pretty fair bet that they are listening to the likes of Crystal Castles, a duo of Canuck electro-arhats who've made their mark in the music world with a febrile and spooky glitchiness that has outlasted any names critics might apply in favor of an honestly, intimidatingly pure exploration of sounds that make humans dance and rejoice as they swirl around the very noisy and icy maelstrom of life and death. Ethan Kath and Edith Frances, AKA Crystal Castles, perform live in Burque on Thursday, Oct. 19. Viewed as an opportunity to joyfully and ferociously embrace the void, this ought to be a damn good show, but don't blame me if you can't remember your name afterwards.
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The English Beat • ska
Here's a brief on a band with three names, but unlike Eliot's bunch, these dudes are not a coterie of cats. At home across the pond, they're known as the Beat. In the land down under, kindly refer to them as the British Beat. Here in 'Merica, we call them the English Beat. But no matter what you call them, this estimable ensemble that still includes founder and guitarist Dave Wakeling—but not vocalist Ranking Roger—was partially responsible for the upsurge in popularity that two-tone ska saw on both sides of the Atlantic during the '80s and '90s. With a retinue of classic, upbeat jams like “Monkey Murders,” “Spar Wid Me” and “Save It for Later”, the band's touring the states again, impressing OG ska lovers as well as the next generation of horn-crazy youth with their combination of crazy stage antics and terrific tuneage. You can catch the outfit live here the the Duke City on Sunday, Oct. 22, at the Historic El Rey Theatre, but don't worry you don't need checkerboard pants or a smart little hat to enjoy this gig—just make sure those great big feet of yours are rested and ready to dance.