Music to Your Ears
By Laura Marrich
KRS-ONE to Headline Fall Crawl!--Founding member of Boogie Down Productions and politically explosive, hardcore hip-hop icon KRS-ONE will--and there's no better way to put this—blow the fucking roof off of the Sunshine Theater come Saturday, Aug. 26. To be honest, he's going to scare the crap out of you. But you'll like it, I promise. Advance Crawl wristbands are $10 (they're $15 the day of the show), coming soon to www.alibi.com, Natural Sound (plus service fee) and TicketMaster (plus service fee). Stay tuned!
Edith Grove CD Release Party
Drinkin’ whiskey and rye
By Simon McCormack
Edith Grove’s Highway of Diamonds instantly conjures up an Old West image of a late night around the campfire filled with singing, drinking and … drinking.
Hot Like a Robot
with The Championship
By Simon McCormack
Sunday, Aug. 20, Atomic Cantina (21-and-over); Free: No matter how snide, hip and condescending indie rock is supposed to be, when it comes from San Diego, it’s going to sound a little bit like pop-punk sunshine. Even in Hot Like a Robot’s press photos, where the band has clearly been instructed to look cool and as though they’ve been brooding for days, it still seems a little forced.
The Late Severa Wires
with Blowupnihilist, Unnatural Element and Dirtybirdies//Group
By Jessica Cassyle Carr
Thursday, Aug. 17, Albuquerque Center for Peace and Justice (all-ages); 8 p.m., $5: Remember last week when we wrote about the Santa Fe recording studio, performance space and generally cool music collective, High Mayhem? Well, here’s an excellent chance for Albuquerqueans of all ages to sample some of their choicest goods: The Late Severa Wires, an “institution in High Mayhem’s philosophical and artistic development.” The group who last year provided the soundtrack for approximately 40,000 people at the Burning of Zozobra are taking time out from recording an LP, forthcoming in October, to demonstrate for Albuquerque their exceedingly strange sound collage.
Call forth your inner thespian for this one
By Marisa Demarco
Driving gypsy acoustic guitars, weeping violins, pulsing accordions and a singer with a penchant for soaring tragedy make DeVotchKa a gem in a world where popular music has taken a decidedly restrained approach.
Beirut Gulag Orkestar · Chad VanGaalen Skelliconnection · Cale Parks Illuminated Manuscript
By Amy Dalness
Imagine walking into an old, abandoned carnival. The dilapidated booths, now-dreary colors and a sign that's still oddly welcoming despite being ivy-covered and barely standing. Then, from behind the once brilliant façade, comes a parade of carnies with ukuleles, organs, trumpets and drums led by their ringleader singing in a striking tone. After overcoming the shock of finding them amidst the fallen amusement park, you join the parade—half dancing, half dreaming and fully enchanted by the music. The nearly abandoned carnival is Gulag Orkestar—the parade is Beirut.
Flyer on the Wall
In the End, We All Get Stoned
Trilobite is 1) a jewel-like 540-million-year-old arthropod fossil, and 2) a terrific local outfit with cello, theramin, low brass and a rootsy, spiritualized timbre. One of them is always on display at the New Mexico Museum of Natural History and Science. The other is at Zinc Wine Bar and Bistro on Thursday, Aug. 17, with Selsun Blue. Just don’t confuse the two. (LM)
Maxwell • singer-