More Music for Katrina—A whole slew of New Mexico arts and music organizations have banded together for another benefit concert in the name of Hurricane Katrina's victims. Titled "Chicory and Chile," the show will feature a huge variety of performances from 7 to 10:30 p.m. at the historic KiMo Theatre this Friday, Oct. 7. Admission is free, but any donations you can afford will go on to benefit three very worthy causes: The American Red Cross, Gulf Coast Musicians and the Humane Society of the United States. Performers include Bayou Seco, Priscilla Baca y Candelaria, Christian Orellana, Jenny Bird, classical composer Rahim Al Haj, Tony Rio & Voodoo Chili, Danny Solis and the 2005 National Poetry Slam Championship Team, Bonnie Bluhm and Alisa Valdes-Rodriguez, author of The Dirty Girl's Social Club. For more information, log on to abqmusic.com.
Thursday, Oct. 6; Wherehouse, (all-ages), $5: Noise musicians Raven Chacon (composer, founder of the local experimental improv collective Cobra//group and a former Albuquerque resident) and Bob Bellerue (Los Angeles "noise artist"), also known as Halfnormal, will visit Albuquerque this week on their West Coast Noise Tour. Halfnormal and others in the field create a type of music that is both aural and physical, as well as detrimental to your hearing, with a myriad of homemade instruments like theremin guitars and gutted pianos (and some moogs, I'm guessing). Being old pals (sort of), me and Raven recently had a ding-a-ling of a chitty chat.
The year was 1975 and somewhere in Ipswich, England, four guys with nothing better to do decided to make some music, never knowing they would eventually make musical history as the longest-surviving punk band out there.
Sunday, Oct. 9; the Launchpad (21-and-over), $7: If you ever find yourself lying in bed, unable to get up and worried that you'll spend the entire day under the covers, grab your CD player remote and put on Wolf Eyes' Burned Mind. After a few moments, your new thought process should be something like: "I can't lay here all day. I've got to get up and stab someone in the throat!" Using homemade instruments/noise-producing contraptions, Wolf Eyes works in the medium of textural sound to produce tangible feelings of pain, anxiety and impending doom. As tense as the record makes you feel, there is something strangely cathartic about listening to 70 minutes of continually pulsating racket. This isn't music to get the party started. (Unless your party revolves around ritual suicide.) It's a demonic sermon or perhaps a sadistic wake-up call. The Ann Arbor trio was fortunate to be recognized by leading independent label Sub Pop as more than just adroit noisesters. Wolf Eyes has somehow managed to combine musical extremism with something that even rock purists can get wound up about. I start to tense up when I think about what a live Wolf Eyes show might be like; even listening to Burned Mind on low volume can make me break into a sweat. A few things are for certain; it will be loud, grating and a true sight to behold.
They may never receive the heavy rotation of hip-hop heavyweights like Jay Z or Kanye West, but the Dirtheadz' latest release is about as commercially viable as underground hip-hop can get. The Movement has the high-pitched hooks and unflinching swagger that characterizes so much of popular rap today. But the record amounts to more than music for the masses. The track "No Names With Names" in particular merits critical as well as widespread approbation for its combination of immediate likability and salient flows. Give Kanye's Late Registration a break and check out what the Dirtheadz have to offer.
Latin surf/jazz combo Rio Duende will perform alongside a vintage cartoon screening at 7 p.m. $5 gets you in, popcorn included. (LM)
It's been more than two years since the Rock Outside the Box compilation ripped 14 up-and-comers from the streets of downtown Albuquerque and crammed them into one precocious little jewel case. The album was organized by Feels Like Sunday guitarist Nate Smith. He says he did it to "promote unity in the scene." At the time of its release, our own Michael Henningsen said, "Not since Socyermom's Ouch! compilation has a collection of songs by local bands struck such a bright glimmer of hope."