Music to Your Ears
A Film About the Pixies--The Guild Cinema is opening up its theater this week to a documentary called loudQUIETloud. In it, we get an all-access pass to the Pixies’ 2004 reunion tour through Canada, Europe and the United States. Most importantly, we get a look at what we've long suspected the Pixies are really like: A dysfunctional family of carnies. Step right up!
Flyer on the Wall
"Queer Performativity" takes on a whole new meaning as singing acrobats, emcees, burlesque performers and all-around badass girls present the Femme-O-Lition Derby, a queer cabaret with local performers. See this week's "Lucky 7" for locations, show times and prices. (LM)
I can’t help but feel bad for Irving. For every new sound or sweater-clad opus au courant, there are a thousand great precursory bands commanding our acknowledgement as the groundbreaking antecedents. Nothing is ever really new. Being an indie band ain’t what it used to be.
You’ve come a long way, baby
Canadian singer-songwriter Bruce Cockburn has always had a penchant for the topical. The “big” issues--war, God, life and death--take center stage in his work, as much now as ever in his 30-odd-year career.
Irish sextet brings a little piece of Sligo to everyone
Nicknames have a way of sticking. Barbra Streisand is known to her devoted fans a Babs. Dwayne Johnson kicks butt on the movie screen and in the WWE ring as The Rock. President Bush lovingly embraces his possibly self-declared nickname, Dubya.
Even as you’re listening to track 1 for the first time, you’re looking forward to hearing this hybrid SACD/CD again. As satisfying as it is accessible, this collection of originals and two standards brings together four like-minded virtuosos whose common trademark is unforced elegance and eloquent understatement. Everything flows through the session’s single microphone (no overdubs, no multitracking) as easily as springwater flows downhill. The easygoing cymbal-driven swing of drummer Cobb, the rhythmic punch of bassist McBride, the spidery harmonies of pianist Walton and the plangent tone of saxophonist Jackson come together in one of the year’s best recordings.