Riding a musical pegasus
First of all, I want to apologize for writing a technical article that's admittedly directed toward professional musicians. I've been playing excellent music for what many people say seems like an eternity.
Letter of Rejection
Dear Albuquerque Goth Scene,
We need to talk. I know it’s hard for you to tell how I'm feeling sometimes. I know you've grown used to pretty much constant stylized moodiness. But that's just the problem—you're self-absorbed and I'm tired of waiting for you to change. This is a very one-sided relationship. You never think of my wants or needs. You always listen to the same generic four-on-the-floor music ... and I know you do it in a sad attempt to attract impressionable 18 year-old girls.
I need change and variety in my life. I want to have good conversations and be introduced to new things and ideas. But your idea of change is resurrecting the 300-year-old corpse of the Marquis de Sade once a month. It's not fresh and subversive; it’s the same old chips, dips, chains and whips. You talk about the same old topics ... dungeons and dragons, and that VNV Nation concert you went to six years ago. You repeat the same stale party ideas when you feel the need to spice things up.
Flyer on the Wall
This year give thanks for black vinyl pants, blue Manic Panic, German expressionism, legalized absinthe and Peter Murphy. Retro’s (1410 Wyoming NE), typically thought of as a mod affair, goes unpop tonight with DJ Sparquis and DJ Twig playing tracks culled from a variety of Gothic subgenres. This dark, 21-and-over holiday event is free. (Jessica Cassyle Carr)
The first collection of originals recorded by Albuquerque’s own mutant bluegrass quartet, Young Edward—Robert Brettelle (guitar), Michael Polera (violin), Danny Garcia (bass), former Alibi editor Steven Robert Allen (banjo), everyone on vocals—won’t often astonish you, but it will make you real happy you stopped by. As insightful as they are quirky, the tunes conjure a world of sinners, losers, drunks, holy rollers and stinky-footed lovers—not to mention Albert Einstein—summoned by close, low-key harmonies, nice hooks, a feel for the blues and a terrifically offhanded live recording by Fast Heart Mart. Polera’s violin offers some particularly tasty work, from sweet to tart. (MM)
Anodyne jukebox-keeper Ross Source
Ross Source is Anodyne’s jack-of-all-trades. He’s steward of the Downtown bar’s diverse boozes and beers, caretaker of its inviting flora, manager of music, and an ideal person to play this game. Source is responsible for what was once, and what will soon be again, the best jukebox in Albuquerque. Below are random, shuffled selections from his vast music library.