Music to Your Ears
By Laura Marrich
The Swing of Things
For more than a decade, Tuesday nights at the Heights Community Center (823 Buena Vista SE, southwest of Yale and Coal) have been Albuquerque's haven for swing dancing and the hopped-up, vintage music that compels it.
In a Landscape
DJ Spooky on Antarctica, economics and sound art
“I think of my work as a collision between philosophy and music and art, just like a mix.”
Tears of a clown
By Kyle Eustice
Rarely do face paint and hardcore rap seamlessly fit together, but for Kansas City’s Tech N9ne, it’s been his steez for the past two decades. The self-proclaimed “weirdo rapper” deals in fallen angels and other dark material that places him worlds apart from other MCs. It’s not all about bling, bitches or Bentleys—he rhymes like he’s narrating a horror film. Tech’s style murders the competition by combining wicked, tricky wordplay, melodic hooks and incredibly speedy rap. But the most impressive thing about Tech N9ne isn’t his music—it’s his work ethic.
By Mel Minter
Guitarist Michael Anthony makes it a point to recognize the people who have influenced him along the way.
Flyer on the Wall
Nougat, Caramel, Orange Cream
For their birthdays, James and Mark get a Whitman’s sampler of psychedelic trails (Canyonlands, Arc Light), Brit-pop hooks (The Hollow Lines), electro beats (The Gatherers) and garage punk distortion (The Scrams). Basement Films ties them up with a big, graphic bow on Saturday, Oct. 24, at Burt’s Tiki Lounge (21+, free). (Laura Marrich)
The Scrams The Scrams · Dead Man's Bones Dead Man's Bones · Hockey Mind Chaos
Three cheers for new New Mexi rock and roll. More cheers for music pressed on wax. This vinyl 7-inch contains four Farfisa-driven, greasy garage tracks. Due to the prominent organ, it bears similarities to the first album by—and I know bands hate to be compared to other bands, but I can't not mention this—British ghouls The Horrors. The songs are short, sweet and dirty. There's even a dance craze. And it's all over too soon. For more, go see The Scrams live at Burt's Tiki Lounge this Saturday.
Alan Jackson • country
By Joshua Lee
As Ludwig von Beethoven once said, “Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.” Those words still carry weight, even now: a thousand years later. And you'll find no better example than the incomparable Alan Jackson, whose voice and countenance rival those of the gods, as though he were hewn from the heart of the sun itself. His honky tonk tunes are swords of righteous terror and beauty which melt the eardrums of devotees, lost in reverie as they bathe in the glorious golden ambiance of his mustache. He'll be playing live at the Sandia Resort & Casino on Friday, Sept. 30. Take a gander.
Chrome Sparks • electronic, indie pop
By Joshua Lee
So Chrome Sparks apparently has a few hours open in his schedule to visit ABQ—somewhere in between juggling his gajillion other projects and fulfilling his role as busiest spacey electro-pop composer on the planet. New Mexico seems like the perfect place for those wide-open, expansive tunes of his. Maybe someone can talk him into posting up in the middle of the desert next time. Sound carries further at night and can have a a really spooky resonance. Just saying. This Friday, Sept. 30, he'll be wowing the pants off of us at Sister Bar (which is indoors, unfortunately) starting at 9pm.
Miike Snow • indie, electro-pop
By Monica Schmitt
"I change shapes just to hide in this place, but I'm sure not going to hide from this concert." Ladies and gents, I am happy to report that Miike Snow, the Swedish electro-pop band of your dreams, will be performing at our very own Historic El Rey Theater. Imagine Alt-J and Dan Black created a musically inclined love child. The result would be something like Miike Snow. If that's too foreign an analogy, you'll just have to listen for yourself at 7pm on Monday, Oct. 3. Tickets are just $25-$40 for all ages. The Mezzanine bar will be open for folks 21+.
Andrew Jackson Jihad • folk-punk • Diners • surf, indie rock • Kepi Ghoulie • punk folk
By Peter Karlsen
Once upon a time, back in 2004, in the distant land of Arizona, there was born a folk-punk band by the name of Andrew Jackson Jihad. It was a mouthful, so they decided to go by the acronym AJJ. Then they decided to formally change their name to that. Soon they'll be at the Launchpad. People in this town like to shit on the folk-punkers, but fuck those jerks. I already bought a ticket to this Launchpad show and I bet I'll be buying band merch, too. This kick-ass event starts at 8pm on Oct. 5.
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