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Folk
“Living for 32” Screening Rosenau Hall Wednesday at 6:30 p.m. Free admission
With a seamless fusion of jazz and hip hop, and an affinity for social awareness, The Beast certainly grabs the Bull City by the horns and electrifies the rest of the Triangle with its refreshing presence.
There’s the music, there’s your expectation of what the music will sound like, and then there’s that space in-between the reality and your prediction — sometimes a reservoir, sometimes a stream. But for Katharine Whalen & Her Fascinators’ Madly Love, the gap between the expected and the actual was a gulf, one that reveals Whalen’s breadth and distinguishes her latest from her past work with the Squirrel Nut Zippers.
Sometimes, life calls for slow, melodic theme music to accompany you along your days — the key word being sometimes.
It’s been almost 20 years since they made an album together, but the original members of Bela Fleck and the Flecktones seem to have not lost any of their original magic.
Big River Paul Green Theatre Now through April 24 Mon. to Sat. at 7:30 p.m., Sat. and Sun. at 2 p.m. Tickets from $10 to $45
3 Stars Seattle group Seapony has a solid foundation and uses simple arrangements to create Go With Me, an album stuffed with concise, conventional surf pop. Some may write Seapony off as a spin off of Best Coast, but the band breaches the poppy norm in favor of more vintage beach rock influences.
Music on the Porch Jon Shain, Rhiannon Giddens and Steve Kruger Pleasant Family Assembly Room, Wilson Library 5 – 7 p.m. Free Admission
If Gregg Gillis (a.k.a. Girl Talk) were to write his own music, it would sound a little something like Zoon Van Snook and its latest scatterbrained electro-ambient smorgasbord.
Considering the harsh winter for which Iceland is named, the country sure knows how to churn out heartwarming tunes. In this vein, the young Icelandic female quartet Pascal Pinon — not to be confused with a similarly named Mexican circus performer — conjures sweet pop music on its self-titled debut.
Zoloft, Prozac, Viagra, and Anne Hathaway’s shaky Parkinson’s-ridden body knocking over one of her several prescription bottles — a more apt title would be “Drugs and this little thing called Love.” Director Edward Zwick seems to have no problem hitting us over the head repeatedly with his take on the U.S. drug powerhouses.
The Scandinavian landscape is like a page out of a Brothers Grimm tale. Apparently, so is its music.
Perhaps it’s a jaded marriage in his past, the subsequent divorce or general satirical feelings about the institution of marriage that inspired Tim Kasher on The Game of Monogamy. But whatever it is, we’re willing to play along.
The phrase “puritan rodeo” is a paradox if there ever was one. “Puritan” evokes a picture of someone straight-laced and uptight, while “rodeo” brings to mind a raucous good time.
The biggest difference you notice about Butterflies’ Residual Child is how much of a stark contrast it is to bands like Arcade Fire and The National, which explore the painstakingly boring routines of everyday life —a Pitchfork review labeled The National’s brand of music as ‘sad bastard melodrama’.
When the frontman of an established band starts a side project, it receives both criticism and praise from fans. Just ask Jack White.
Punk rock foursome and Hopscotch alumni Spider Bags are at it again. Originally from New Jersey, the group now calls Chapel Hill home, and Take it Easy Tonite is a wintry blast of northern barroom debauchery.
Like a stroll through a candy shop, School of Seven Bells’ Disconnect From Desire is an omnibus of colorful reverberation. Like a mix of sweet bubblegum pop and the tangy jolt of sour candy, it’s a swirling atmosphere of delicate vocals juxtaposed with harsh synth and guitar. Add multiple celestial references and the album truly is a brief disconnect from reality.
It’s often said that in the end, man’s common denominators are death and taxes — and everyone knows taxes don’t make good rock ‘n’ roll.