When vocalist Gretchen Parlato performs a song, she doesn’t so much inhabit it as become inhabited by it, living and breathing a musical and emotional life that is inseparable from the artist. Her singing is personal, and therefore it’s immediate and resonant—and because of that, apparently artless.
Zoe Boekbinder makes music for people who like to wear sequins to the library
By Summer Olsson
When I first heard Zoe Boekbinder’s beautiful Artichoke Perfume, I thought it sounded like the musical child of Jolie Holland and Joanna Newsom had joined the circus and made an album. Not only do other people compare her to Holland, Boekbinder (pronounced “Bookbinder”) lists the musician as an influence, too. But the Oakland-based Canadian is hesitant to label her sound.
She beckons with her ... eyes. Also, her tetas. One of the best things about Atomic Cantina (315 Gold SW) is that there’s continuously been local art on the punk rock bar’s walls since it opened in May 2003. (Do we smell a birthday coming on?) Atomic’s not afraid to hang pop art, risqué or abstract, along with other beautiful and weird works by 505 faves. This month, drop by to see paintings by Christina Aristmuño, David Gatt, Megan Cronin, John Henry Hansen, Amanda Banker, Heather Cronin, Sunita Aristmuño, George Evans, Rodney Ibarra, Jay Smithline and Melinda Casey; photography by Crystal Sims, John Salazar and Nathan Paolinelli; ink work by Jeff Hayes; and mixed media by Kevin Hopper and Sharon Chang. (Marisa Demarco)
Despite the stereotypically cheesy cover art that will probably shoo away non-Deadheads (as usual), Crimson, White & Indigo (or “7/7/89”) includes a whole lot more than the mindless hippie drool suggested by the horrible ponytails worn by Mickey Hart, Bob Weir and Jerry Garcia at the time. Just one year before his fatal drug overdose, keyboardist Brent Mydland delivered an improvised monologue that was both uplifting and jarring during “Blow Away” and was really the MVP of this charged evening in Philly. The band also covered Willie Dixon, James “Sugar Boy” Crawford and Bob Dylan, and mesmerized the huge audience with its often-peaking space-folk, highlighted by poet Robert Hunter’s powerful lyrics in “Box of Rain” and “Wharf Rat.” Proof that the Dead were an impressively diverse and effectual band well after the ’60s.
8 Bit Psychedelic Folk Fest • David Bridwell • singer-songwriter • Olivia Komacheet • guitar loops • Bud Melvin • 8-bit, banjo • The Gral Brothers • pedal steel
By August March
Whoa. There's going to be a psychedelic folk fest in Burque, dudes, except it's all '80s style complete with an 8-bit musical motif too. Presented by multi-instrumentalist Olivia Komahcheet and also featuring Bud Melvin—a local king of the 8-bit aesthetic—as well as the unique pedal steel and drum chemistry of the Gral Brothers and the humorous, new-pants-wearing humor of singer-songwriter David Bridwell, this singular and sonically challenging event is going down…
In the '90s there was a rumor that movie star and stand up comedian Sinbad bought an entire windbreaker factory just to appease his signature look. It was also rumored that he could stand in gale force winds without even feeling a breeze. These days, you're less likely to spot him sporting his classic look, but it just goes to show that you don't need a pair of genie pants to be the funniest person in the room. See the legend this Friday, March 22, at Isleta Resort and Casino, and get a powerful dose of comedy pumped straight into your face. The 21 and up show starts at 8pm. Tickets start at $20.
Queensrÿche and Fates Warning are widely considered titans of the progressive rock world. As part of a metal monarchy, both bands are known for the intricate musical tapestries they weave with odd time signatures, multi-octave ranges and concept albums featuring complex lyrical themes. You can ride this heavy comet at the Historic El Rey Theater this Saturday night, March 23, when 'Rÿche and Fates hold court. The doors open at 7pm, show at 8. Tickets are $25 in advance. This is an all-ages show. Bring the heirs of your empire for a history lesson about a time when Vikings ruled the world and metal was melodic.
The Whiskey Sister Present Flora, Fauna and F*ckery • Mayo Lua de Frenchie • Di' Lovely • Delta Rae Dixon • burlesque, comedy, variety
By Mayo Lua de Frenchie
The Whiskey Sisters are back for their quarterly show for spring, bringing more newcomers to Albuquerque and to the Sister stage. In their 50/50 burlesque and variety show, the only Sunday show of the year on March 24 brings headliner Di'Lovely of San Diego, who has competed for the prestigious title of Reigning Queen of Burlesque multiple times at the Burlesque Hall of Fame in Las Vegas. Appearing in Albuquerque for the first time is classic burlesquer and featured performer, Delta Rae Dixon from Salt Lake City. Flora, Fauna and F*ckery also brings the magic of Bryan Lambe, the comedy and b-boy stylings of Zach Abeyta, vocal talents of Judith Mondragon, drag from Tomahawk Martini and all the A-list local burlesque you can drool over. Host Jessica Stone DeLorean takes you on a wild and colorful ride with doors at 7pm, the show at 8 and a cost of $12 for a 21 and over crowd. Go forth and enjoy the f*ckery.
Ameripolitan—or juke joint-swing as the genre is known by some Tejanos—advocate extraordinaire Wayne Hancock descends loudly and lovingly onto the stage at Inside Out on Tuesday, March 26. Wayne “The Train” Hancock has been startling audiences, beating up boots and brandishing a guitar since he was a young one; his affinity for finding, deconstructing and then delivering honestly raw and rambunctious roots music is without equal in the land of hillbilly-backed, Grand Ole Opry-certified swinging sounds. As the artist himself puts it, “Man, I'm like a stab wound in the fabric of country music in Nashville. See that bloodstain slowly spreading? That's me.” Entrance to this rodeo-like environment of sights and sounds will run typical 21+ listeners $12 in advance and $15 at the door; the curtain rises on America's representative at 9pm. It'll be better than season one of “Hee-Haw!”