Alibi V.20 No.16 • April 21-27, 2011 ››
Music to Your Ears
Two very different local acts are releasing shiny new recordings on Saturday, April 23. Read all about it after the jump.
Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows
In a world of nuclear meltdowns, political deception and never-ending piles of laundry, most of us could use a little fantasy. With a frilly and fanciful spirit, the Weekly Alibi’s Group Hug created the Spring Social—an evening of treats, mirror balls, balloons, flowers, unicorn horns and shimmery sounds. You’re invited.
An interview with Adam Hurt
The first name that pops into the brain whenever the word “banjo” is spoken is usually Earl Scruggs, who largely invented bluegrass banjo picking from scratch back in the ’40s. There are other banjo-playing styles, though, that are less well-known but just as captivating. Among aficionados of this kind of banjo picking, Adam Hurt is considered one of the best.
Random tracks from local hip-hop artist Justin Hood
Justin Hood is a local hip-hop musician and—once upon a time—was an excellent Alibi editorial intern. On Saturday, April 23, he releases The Falling Season at the Launchpad (618 Central SW). Peek into Hood’s music collection via the random selections below.
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Flyer on the Wall
All Locos Crabwalk
On Thursday, April 21, several diverse local acts— Chemtrail Pilot, Bud Melvin, Iceolus, Javelina, Cinik, and Blacker Guise (Alan George Ledergerber)—will form a circle. With the audience in the center, each will play one after another, around and around, until the result is one cacophonous improv session. The all-ages show happens at the Albuquerque Center for Peace and Justice (202 Harvard SE) from 8 to 11 p.m. Admission is by donation. (Jessica Cassyle Carr)
Miss May I • Ice Nine Kills • metal • Capsize • alternative, melodic hardcore • Lorna Shore • emocore • Westwind
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…
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TOKiMONSTA • electronic, hip-hop
Electronic experimentalist and heady hip-hop instrumentalist Jennifer Lee, better known as TOKiMONSTA, makes an appearance at the Historic El Rey Theater on Thursday, Sept. 28. An astral entity whose work with Project Blowed and Flying Lotus landed her squarely within the realm of El Lay’s underground hip-hop movement, Lee also happens to be a classically trained pianist. She is well known for deconstructing the work of luminaries like Justin Timberlake and Yacht through remixes that absolutely come apart in your head as the beat drops—sometimes delicately, sometimes like thunder, but always with a focus that speaks volumes about her musical prowess and wonky tendency to digress upon subtle rhythms and beatific bits of melody. $15 is all it will cost the average 18+ listener to engage in the elusive what-comes-next nature of West-Coast grooviness. The curtain rises on TokiMonsta at 9pm.
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Sorry Guero! • American death groove • Moonshine Blind • rock, country • The Lords of Wilmoore • punk rock • Cobra Vs. Mongoose
Hard rock is a thing that occasionally raises it's grizzled, drug-addled head in this dusty desert. It's a damn good thing the dude can play the guitar like ringing a bell. It also helps that the thing can sing. If not for these two crowd-pleasing aspects, Dirty City denizens would have booted Hard rock and his ilk outta this town ages ago. If you still haven't been exposed to this phenomena, may I suggest you haul your hipster ass down to Launchpad on Saturday, Sept. 30, for the album release party hosted by Burque groove-metal stalwarts Sorry Guero! The entirety of the diamond tough, blue-jean-clad, head-banging subculture who worship hard rock will be there, solidly represented by bands like hillbilly-heshers Moonshine Blind and pure punk provocateurs such the Lords of Wilmoore (eh, I lived on that street too, as an undergrad) and Cobra vs. Mongoose. So be there or be obtuse; it's only ten bones, okay?