Daddy Long Loin—or Kevin Kinane, if you want to talk day jobs—is used to being by himself. Not socially, but categorically. He's the only local musician I know of who brings a 12-string Chapman Stick (a bass/guitar hybrid that somehow looks Thai to me) to all of his shows. He's just one guy, decked out in colors so bright he needs to wear shades, shuffling in harmonica, keys, foot-powered drums, loops and samples, and that arresting Chapman, like a many-armed Vishnu-Zappa incarnate.
Amanda Palmer and Brian Viglione met at a costume party—a fitting beginning for a band that's sprouted stage makeup, painted-on eyebrows, thick eyeliner, striped stockings and a black bowler hat. More than that, the Dresden Dolls cultivated tendrils of thorny but beautiful lyrics and shoots of surprising and precise rhythmic sensibilities.
It plots a course, cranks the speed to “skate-punk," finds the straightaway and drives. It's rowdy, trashy and nasty, but if you can't take a few wisecracks with your aggression, Seattle's Steel Tigers of Death says look elsewhere.
The Agency (111 Fourth Street NW) presents The Governors of War Simulvision (co-starring Freddy Mercury) this Friday and Saturday, May 23 and 24, at 9 p.m. As best as we can tell, "simulvision" is kind of like a mulitmedia rock opera-rave hybrid. Or something. $15 tickets (each night) at www.the-agency.org. (LM)
While Cuban-born and New York–based Prieto has already proven himself a virtuosic drummer, this masterful release (the first on his own label) insists that we recognize his remarkable gifts as a composer, too. On Taking the Soul for a Walk, Prieto gives full, emotionally articulate expression to the exile’s internal life, the angst of separation scissoring across the exhilaration of liberty. His skillful use of texture seems to double the sextet’s sound and heightens compositional nuances, and complex rhythms rub bellies together to produce an affecting dance for the spirit. Special kudos go to trumpeter Avishai Cohen and saxophonist Yosvany Terry. (MM)
Reverend Horton Heat • rockabilly • Fishbone • Strung Out
By August March
Would you like to attend a “Psycho Strung Out Fish Fry?” Well, gentle readers, if such esoteric activities appeal to you, then please consider attending an awesome event with that very name at Burque's Sunshine Theater on Thursday, Sept. 21. In case you wanna know, the main participants in this far-out festival include legendary “county-fed punkabilly” roustabouts the Reverend Horton Heat, led by the charismatic and cray Jim Heath, the fellow credited with creating and cultivating the contemporary rockabilly sound on albums like Liquor in the Front and We Three Kings. Soulful ska scenesters Fishbone—whose 1994 epic effort Give a Monkey a Brain and He'll Swear He's the Center of the Universe is still on rotation at mi chante—plus OG Cali punk rockers Strung Out provide sonic support for this mad 13+ pre-fall fish party which begins at 7:30pm and costs but 22 clams.
The Sunshine Theater continues to bring Burque the best in post-contemporary jams when they welcome electro wizards Zomboy, Trampa and Xilent to town on Friday, Sept. 22. Zomboy, you may recall (if you're young enough to do just that) is a British dubstep dude whose 2011 debut set the stage for an excellent entrada into electronica that includes bouncy and beatific recordings like 2014's The Outbreak. Supporting the bill are Trampa, another Brit beat master, known for his anomalously aggressive take on the same genre and Xilent, a Polish fellow who works magic with dubstep, electro-house and drum and bass. So, go on kids, grab your Vicks Vaporub, plastic pacifier and rainbow colored toe-socks and head downtown for a 7:30pm dance party that coincidentally signals the beginning of fall. For only $20-$25 and an ID that says you're 16+, you know you wanna.
Miss May I • Ice Nine Kills • metal • Capsize • alternative, melodic hardcore • Lorna Shore • emocore • Westwind
By August March
If you still haven't had your fill of melodic hardcore, emocore and/or emo with no chaser—and lord knows who hasn't; I still dream of Hawthorne Heights every night before jumping up from my La-Z-Boy recliner and toddling off to bed—then do yourself a solid and visit Albuquerque's home for rock, Launchpad, on Monday, Sept. 25. That's when the Chaos Rising tour hits Dirt City. Featured performers include Miss May I, Ice Nine Kills, Capsize, Lorna Shore and Westwind. I'm goddamn sure this show will totally fucking rock, but I tell you what: check it out and afterwards send me a text with some cool stickers or GIFs attached to let me know for sure. This 13+ emo extravaganza costs the average teenager $15 and it all begins at 8pm.