Grace Potter kicks ass and after a kitesurfing session in Long Island this is a great way to end the day, even if I only caught the last half hour of the show. The band is so tight, it’s as if Black Crowes made the great Chris Robinson into a woman or turned him for an excange with a Janis Joplin or Beth Heart! Music is just fucking awesome and makes life taste so much better!
Miz Metro with revamped and extended Makebelievers line up and a new hair style was looking and sounding good at their first Joe’s Pub appearance. This young group keeps getting better every time I see them play (I recorded their CD which just came out and was mixed by LA producer Ray Chervenka and I saw her at SXSW in 08 and 09) and her facial expressions and vocal versatility definitely captivate the crowd every time.
Originally I came to see Laura but I stayed for Ma’ayan Castel’s set whose music I was new to. Castel has a sexy and mature voice that reminds me a little bit of Amy Winehouse. The supporting is made of pro’s who grooved together like only pros can do and were agumented by pre-recorded loops and some background vocals that thr drummer was clicking along).
Both girls have talent to sell and should be followed.
My friend Robbie Angelucci is in town from LA for a few days so I’m taking him around the city and showing him the cool places. Of course I could not not take him over to Rockwood, one of my favorite music venues in town, and it really paid off. After dinner we headed over there and without knowing any of the bands on the bill we walked in around 11pm at the very beginning of Poundcacke‘s set. Poundcake is bunch of very talented cats: drummer/producer Ethan Eubanks (who plays with Kin, Emerson Hart, The Gray Race etc) on drums, vocals and jokes, Teddy Thompson on vocals and guitar (who enjoys a successful solo career you should check out), the perennially busy Jeff Hill on upright bass and vocals (who you can also see touring with Rufus Wainwright, Brazilian Girls and many others). Given the caliber and experiences of these individual you can imagine that the bar was set very high and the show was a magic collection of great old tunes.
Thinking we got lucky because we came here and it wasn’t just a good band but it was a really great band, I thought that would remain the only musical highlight of the evening but the next band was actually just as good! On the bill it said they were called “Fangbangers” but it turns out it was only a decoy. The female trio actually goes by Puss n Boots and features another amazing set of musically gifted individuals: Sasha Dobson on guitars, vocals and drums (no, not all at the same time, although I am sure she could pull that off if she wanted to), Catherine Popper on bass and vocals (another perennially busy touring bass player like Hill) and Norah Jones (hence the need for a decoy) on vocals and guitars (the only band member on the stage to remain un-introduced to keep the whole thing under the radar). The girls did a great show, filled with beautiful tunes, angelic voices and heartfelt captivating performances which kept everyone’s eyes glued on them.
All in all I’d say it was a great evening. It’s easy to have great evenings at Rockwood but I think this topped many of the one’s I’ve had.
I’m not a drummer but I know good musicians and Jojo Mayer is one of the few drummers I get really excited about, still. I probably looked like a drummer-geek standing in first row and watching in awe (a facial expression shared by many surrounding me) as Jojo delivered his ultra precision handwork with the swing of a jazzdrummer and the soul of a funk drummer. After the legendary Prohibited Beatz parties at Shine (now called Canal Room) in the late nineties we all had to wait a long time before we got to experience this again, but it was worth the wait and it was an amazing gathering with new faces and all the peeps from then (down to the organizer Alex Dj Small Change who made it all happen for us again!).
The musicians where the same as well, with John Davis building the pulse with his ultra-low saw-y and sweepy gut-felt room-filling bass lines and Takuya Nakamura sprinkling the throbbing madness with embellishments and melody lines on keyboards and trumpet, accents, pads and other assorted angel dust.
The last time I went to a concert and ended up watching the drummer 90% of the duration of the show was when I saw Julio Barreto doing his cuban thing, but Jojo is probably the fastest player I can think of. His left hand does snare rolls that other drummers need two hands for and his right hand is so beyond eyesight-range that while you blink it’ll hit something several times and can create momentum with a ride pattern while doing a three tom drum fill in the space of a bar. The sheer speed and relentless energy are jaw-dropping (another popular facial expression while he played) but what is more amazing is that he can build and drive his shows home with changes in dynamics and and with what I think are some of the most creative fills I’ve seen in a while from drummers. The two snares, multiple hats, weird looking cymbals and addition of some creative delays that he triggers, all do contribute to the variety of sounds produced by his prototypes-enhanced instrument. Jojo pretty much invented live drum’n’bass and keeps reinventing and putting his spin on modern drumming while some other drummers out there are too busy improving their pocket and don’t even contemplate contributing to the evolution of the art. In the end Jojo plays two sets of live drum’n’bass/dub step/more without ever playing a solo and still manages to leave any drummer wanting to retire and any non-drummer (like me) wanting more!
My favorite recurrent NY electronic music party Warper (check out their new site and amazing monthly line ups) has been going on for years and continues to serve up fresh as well as established talent. Now back at The Delancey (which I vastly prefer to the Williamsburg location) I decided to make stint to see Moldover, the founder of Warped party, the founder of the art of controllerism and the founder of the art of playing the electric guitar with a sock (his own for that matter) over his hand.
Moldover has evolved and is walking new grounds and reaching new hights. He abandoned the concept of live remashing popular rock/pop tunes in favor of remashing his own electro/rock/pop mixture of influences and sounds. I’ve heard an advance copy of his upcoming record and it sounds very interesting (a blend of electronica, some industrial, rock, pop and metal that at times reminded me of the latest Skinny Puppy or KMFDM and other times of Tool or some progressive rock bands). His music is now as original as the music’s treatment itself and the live processing is taken to a new level through the use of his latest self-built usb/midi controller (a light weight horizontal MPC-sized metal box crowded with multiple ribbon controllers, old arcade videogames fire-type round buttons, MPC-type velocity-sensitive pads, DJ-type sliders, big vintage-analog-type knobs, small infinite-type knobs, good old faders and a big trackball). The once shy Moldover who would barely even look up to the crowd from his bent-over-the-controls position is now making more eye contact and not afraid of letting the light shine on his noteworthy guitar playing chops (can you imagine how many chicks he must get now?) and even on his vocal abilities!
The genius of Moldover always resided in his skills as a real-time sonic manipulator of beats, sounds and music but just as noticeable and remarkable is his willingness and ability to reinvent himself and evolve, effectively moving on to a new chapter and corageously showcasing his own songwriting/production. Great show!
I knew Jason Linder was a great keyboard player (he also currently plays with Meshell Ndegeocello, who sat in on the first set) but tonight was the first I saw him with his own band Now vs Now (featuring the tasteful & frenetic Mark Giuliana on drums and the solid Panagiotis Andreou on bass). They recorded their CD at EastSide Sound so I was familiar with the name of the project but not with the material. Needless to say the musicians are great at what they do. Giuliana’s playing (solos, minimal, intense, fractured or around the beat but always in the groove) is soulful and articulated, continuously and reliably supported and accented by Andreou’s deep groovy lines (who also did some middle eastern singing). The backdrop of sounds, patterns, melodies, harmonies and obviously solos is of course all in the hands of Mr. Lindner, who comps nicely on his wurli and plays funky pockets and spacey leads on his other two brightly lit keyboards (often at the same time, as one would expect). Also joining them tonight is Bebe Israel, a talented young word-crafter who spits at double digits speeds or can sit back and improvise rhymes on the spot just just about anything (from newly elected Obama to the birthday girls celebrating at the Zinc bar) and who likes to remind everyone he’s a survivor because skills survive trends that’s why he won’t expire. His beat-boxing in the second set (the one I saw) was pretty sick too, I must say.
Although their blend of acid jazz, world music, chill out lounge, progressive stuff possibly might not be as accessible for non-musicians, for those who can appreciate this was one of those inspiring feel-good nights on the town with lots of musical cats and familiar places in the crowd and good music to take with you into the dawn of a new day.
NJ-based Echstream put up a great show yesterday night at Andrew W.K.-owned Santos’ Party House (basically a big Soho dance club with a good sized stage, two bars, big pillars, great sound system and impressive array of hanging speakers – not used for the live performance).
I had heard their records (now available in a remastered version) but I am happy to report that the album translated well on the stage (unlike some other similar bands who without the studio production inevitably lack live). This is probably in part due to the fact that Echostream gainfully employ, not one, but two drummers (female on acoustic drums and male on electronic). The female fronted five-piece is also backed by a skilled and glamorous Japanese guitarrist and by the main songwriter of the band Tony Grund who plays bass lines and synth lines on a small midi controller that he juggles around on a duck-taped stand as if it was the joystick of a sick action game. Last but not least the female Japanese lead singer also does a great job at keeping the crowd excited and paying attention to her melodies and words.
Speaking of crowd, the young NY goth and loli-goth scene was all there to represent, dressed in either rigorously all black or in sparkling, super colorful short and tight outfits (imagine Tokyo fashion meets Berlin Love Parade). Given the headliners (the Japanese electro-rock band Blood) the audience was made up of a substantial Japanese envoy. The event was organized by Tainted Reality, who did a great job at putting it together.
I didn’t stay for the other bands (when the Australian Japanese duo GPKISM took the stage with their monotone all-programmed dance beats, less than impressive vocal performance and cheesy distorted electric guitar one-note-at-a-time lines I knew that was my cue). I never saw Blood and they sound ok when I googled them today but when somebody told me yesterday that they sounded similar to GPKISM, I wasn’t about to stick around through that and DJ SiSen for a possible disappointment.
I think Echostream would probably have turned out to be the best band of the night and that’s who I was there to see anyway. There’s just something to be said for live performances, you know?
Laurie Anderson invited me to the opening of “The Third Mind – American Artists Contemplate Asia, 1860-1989” at the gorgeous Guggenheim Museum. Ann Hamilton’s piece “Human Carriage” gets your attention right away. Built for and around Frank Lloyd Wright building’s unique shape, a complex system of steel wires and a long pipe is rigged with a small wheeled cart with two dangling Tibetan hand cymbals. Every time the cart is manually released from the top it spirals down the Guggenheim rotunda’s levels all the way to the bottom where it hits a hooked book that’s been previously sliced to miriads of small slips of paper held together by the book’s spine (one such books could be seen used as a clever ornament around the artists’ neck).
Laurie Anderson’s piece “In the House, In the Fire” (what I went there to see) consisted of a Tibetan singing bowl sitting atop a circular saw blade, slowly spinning with and on top of a plexiglass or glass-looking mast. Sounds originating at the base of the mast travel across the structure and resonate through the material of the blade and the bowl. Fascinating concept and hauntingly beautiful sounds, just like everything Laurie ever produces.
My other favorite pieces were Robert Irwin’s untitled acrylic lacquer on formed acrylic plastic circle with shadows (just beautiful to look at, while you try to figure out which part is wall and which part is on top of the wall), John Cage’s sheet music (I wish Zorn’s sheet music was there too!), Fluxus-member Nam June Paik’s tribute to Cage (“Cage in the Cage in the Cage”, which was basically Mr. Cage filmed while sitting at a piano and the shown through a small LCD TV which was housed in a bird cage which was housed in a larger bird case), La Monte Young’s omni-sensory sound and light environment “Dream House” (two rooms with florescent blu and red-ish lights and wall projections, a white carpet and a multi-channel sound system emanating loud sine waves which blend in different ways depending on where you stand in the room), James Lee Byars’ “The Death of James Lee Byars” (a huge room with walls, floor and ceiling covered with gold leaf and a gold-leaf covered coffin in the middle), Paul Kos’ “Sound of Ice Melting” (two 25lbs blocks of ice melting with eight microphones all around them to pick up the sound of the melting ice – which unfortunately could not be heard due to the loud chatter of the crowed that gathered for this opening).
This past Thursday January the 15th, my interest in world music and japanese culture and music in particular, made me venture out into the brutal cold of these last couple of days to check out NY-based Kaoru Watanabe and members of LA-based On Ensemble give a performance/lecture at the Japanese books store Kinokuniya in midtown. This was also the closing event of George Hirose’s photography exhibit, which was to be found along the escalator and staircase and presented very beautiful night shots of places in Japan and places that look like Japan but are in New York (as well as some enchanting blueish shots of Provincetown, MA by night, which are also available in his latest book “Blue Lights”).
Although I got there almost in time for an advertised 5pm reception that never really officially took place (that’s what you get for being on time I guess), I enjoyed a green tea frappe while waiting for the guys to take the stage, or better said, to take the corner of Kinokuniya’s upstairs. At least I got a seat (the reward for being on time!), which is good since the event turned out to be packed by a standing audience and there were only maybe 20 seats available.
Watanabe Kaoru is a flute, fue and taiko player and teacher (he has a school in Brooklyn) so he offered a lot of information between the pieces, which made the evening equal part educational and entertaining (musically of course, but also because these guys are really pretty funny). I understand this was supposed to be his own performance but happened to coincide with On Ensemble being in town for a gig at Drom the following day, so it became sort of an improvised unrehearsed jam session with three of the four On Ensemble members offering traditional taiko drumming, traditional ceremonial music (hints of gagaku) and some traditional kabuki theater music (actually Mae, the music that is played for the space and the people passing by outside the theater, before the Nagauta performance actually starts) and more modern and/or western influences (free jazz, avantgarde, if you will). Although neither the bright fluorescent lighting nor the setting (a backdrop of plastic action figures and the Bryant Park ice skating ring) might have been the most conducive for this music, I got really into it, so much so that I decided to clear my schedule for the next day and go see the full performance at Drom.
After a good early bird dinner at Takahachi, which is literally right on top of the Drom music venue and happens to be one of my favorite sushi spots in town (and Kirsten Dunst seems to like it too, since she walked in right when I was leaving), I went downstairs ready to enjoy this small american version of the Japanese Wadaiko festival all over again, this time with On Ensemble‘s full line up on the stage: a colorfully dressed four piece composed by Shoji (in the green), Maz (in the red), Kris (in the blue) and Kelvin (in the yellow).
The program was similar to the one I saw the night before at the book store, with a much greater focus on the crossing over and the blending of different influences. Their stated and de facto quest is to mix the traditional instruments of Japan with influences from the west.
Although even an out of place looking darbuka appeared on one song, most of the show was played on a variety of japanese percussions, such as large O-Daiko, smaller Chu-Daiko, rope-tied Shime-Daiko, fan-shaped Uchiwa-Daiko (which as an encore all four of them played while making percussive noises with their mouths, in an almost Bailnese kecak style), fish-shaped woodblock-type Mokugyo, wheat sticks, cymbals, gongs, rattling shell percussions and other type of drums that I didn’t recognize (like a long cylindrical Brazilian surdo-looking drum). In addition to all of these drums, On Ensemble make use of one of my favorite japanese instruments: a gorgeous koto (played by self-taught koto improviser blue Kris). However the true goal of this quartet is to mix all of this with their western influences (rock, jazz, hip hop) and so there’s actually a modern rock drum set being used as well as some scratching on turntables and some singing by yellow Kelvin (only in one song, although all four of them love to do their kakegoe shouts of encouragement and appreciation on the stage, when they play, and off, if they are not playing on a particular piece).
One of my favorite parts of the show was when green Shoji accompanied the rest of the group with some self-thaught Tuvan throat-singing that allegedly he picked up while sitting on the lap of a NY-based Mongolian musician whose name unfortunately I can’t recall (and neither can google, can you believe that shit?).
Kaoru (dressed in a modernized version of traditional japanese clothes) played several type of japanese bamboo flutes called fue (although no shakuhacki) in most pieces to accompany the guys. He recalled that that same Mongolian throat singer split his lip during a friendly staged fight after some too many shots of vodka, but that’s another story I guess…
Obviously, with a multi-racial line up and all the experiences that such a richness alone brings to the table, in addition to their individual research, interests and travels and the exposure to all american pop culture (they are all US born after all), the broad spectrum of influences to draw from is obviously enormous, so these four guys HAVE fun and ARE fun (every time they take the mic between songs to give a little explanation they manage to collect more laughs and giggles than some comedians I have seen).
The visual highlight of the evening was probably the Miyake-style taiko performance by Kaoru and Kelvin, who stand on either side of one horizontally placed O-Daiko and hit it forcefully and following patterns in what almost looks like a duel.
On Ensemble‘s two sets of this powerful concert are like a musical chair game in which instruments and positions are constantly reshuffled to suit every new piece. They struggled to make it happen on Drom’s small and abstractly shaped stage, but they managed just fine.
I apologize for my iPhone’s crappy picture quality (well, maybe Apple should really apologize for that), but even so, you should get an idea of how amazing these two shows have been overall! A great evening well worth the $15 cover.
If you live in LA definitely make sure you find out when they play next, and for those of you on the east coast, get on their mailing list to make sure you won’t miss their next NY appearance (usually in January). Also, you might want to skip the gym and attend one of Kaoru’s taiko lessons to burn some fat and learn something about our brothers from the east. Both Kaoru and On Ensemble have sveral CDs released or about to be released, so definitely check them out as well.
Sonically impressive and visually stunning, I would recommend this highly to anyone bored of the same old concerts and looking for something new to experience.
This is my first post from my mobile phone so I’ll make it short. Went out to Canal Room (one of the few NYC venues with good sound system and good enginners like Sean McFaul) to see a showcase of NY-based Swiss artists organized by the Swiss Consulate. The opening act was jazz singer Beat Kaestli from Bern, who warmed up the growing crowd with some originals, some standards and some covers in English, French and Swiss German. Very skilled singer with a smooth and experienced voice backed by a great band also featuring the unique Chris Howes on violin. After another less notable act whose name I can’t neither remember nor google from a moving subway car with no WiFi/3G, Geneva’s expat Leo Tardin and his Grand Pianoramax project took the stage and lifted the spirits and the tempo with a powerful set made of his signature keys-centric sounds (moog, rhodes, piano, synth leads) and the incredible drumming of Zurich’s Jojo Mayer, subbing for usual drummer Dominik Burkhalter. A mixture of funk, acid jazz, drum’n’bass, dance and hip hop and as always Leo spiced the set up with some poetic, empowering and funny MC action provided by his usual collaborator Celena Glenn and special guest Mike Ladd. Last but not least the stage was graced by one of the most incredible harmonica players I’ve ever heard: Geneva originary Gregoire Maret, who, just like Tardin, has records out on the French/Italian Ameeican-based label Oblique Sounds who also co-sponsored the night and the cool swag bags filled with Swiss chocolate, t-shirts, CDs and hats.
Who said the Swiss don’t know how to party? ;-)
