Happy National Pizza Day, everyone. Hope you’re all having a good snow day, unless of course you had to trek into the office anyway (like me) and also made reservations at Rubirosa weeks ago for tonight (like me), then sympathies all around. Anyway, despite the snow and the inevitable slush-show tomorrow, there are plenty of rewards for anyone braving the elements.
I go away for a couple of weeks and look what happens… it’s like forgetting to lock your door but still being surprised when you find out all your stuff has been stolen. Between Brexit and Trump this year, you’d be forgiven if “the will of the people” merely leads you to the bottom of many a bottle. Alas, if for a couple of hours each night, you can try and forget reality with some great music.
You’ve still got a few days to figure out Thanksgiving plans, which you’ll need because there are plenty of spectacular shows to catch this weekend. Be thankful for all the great music you can see, family plans can wait!
At the time of writing, it’s supposed to be a pretty gorgeous weekend (Saturday and Sunday, at least), which should hopefully make a good impression as there are a lot of bands from out-of-town in the column this week.
5) Tyvek, Laced, Honey and B-Boys at Silent Barn
Tyvek make the trip from Detroit Support comes from local bands Laced (who I recently saw supporting Moon Duo) and Honey, but make sure you don’t miss openers B-Boys, who I saw at Death By Audio last year and was hugely impressed, and mightily frustrated that I haven’t seen them around since, but I did track down a bandcamp track below. In fact, there’s something about this show that doesn’t quite seem right that it’s not at DBA… Saturday 8pm
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Justin Currie‘s current US tour just took in his first ever Brooklyn show, at Rough Trade in Williamsburg (20th of September), and also included a stop at City Winery (23rd of September). As singer/songwriter in Del Amitri and now into his third album as a solo artist, Currie has ran the gauntlet in a 30-year career.
A slight mix-up means we end up talking before the show at City Winery on Varick Street instead of Rough Trade, it’s my first time to the venue and while I tend to prefer beer stained walls and sticky floors to refined wooden decor and expensive wine, it’s readily apparent that the venue treats the artists well.
Del Amitri’s self-titled debut album, released in 1985, is begging to be rediscovered by a new generation hungry for arty indie-pop (think Orange Juice meets The Smiths meets Television. I know, I hate lazy reference points too, but it’s as good as all those band’s best moments). If that pricks your interest, at the bottom of this post you can listen to the band’s John Peel session from 1985.
After the debut, Del Amitri’s sound moved in a more traditional direction and they scored a string of top-40 hits in the UK over the course of 5 albums (1989-2002) including Nothing Ever Happens, Always the Last to Know and Tell Her This. In the US, Justin is mostly known for Del Amitri’s top-ten radio hit, Roll To Me; it’s one of those time-old examples of “this song is not really representative of the band’s output”. Regardless, let’s not downplay the beauty of a good pop song, however throwaway it may be. There are three certainties in life: death, taxes, and Justin Currie’s ability to write moving lyrics for the lonely, heartbroken, misanthropic and disenfranchised; sprinkled with just enough hope for us all to carry on.