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Lettin’ it ride in the Big Easy: Jazzfest 2010 recap, Part IV: Up all night

Part four in our five-part series, where Greg Schwartz literally pulls a triple shift, finishing the night shortly before the sun came up. Don’t let the number of entires fool you. One of these sets was almost three hours long.

Rebirth Brass Band, Congo Square Stage
A local institution since 1983, the Rebirth Brass Band has become one of the bands that personifies what New Orleans music is all about. Mixing heavy funk with old school second line jazz, the band entertained a huge crowd on another overcast but thankfully dry afternoon. A funky take on “It’s All Over Now” saw the big horn section used to great effect. Later, the band jammed on TLC’s “Waterfalls” for another highlight that had much of the throng dancing. Others sampled the great food and many craft selections that lined the area, including some stunning artwork such as stained wood paintings that retailed for $3,000. The overall crowd was much larger than the previous two days, due to it being Saturday and with Pearl Jam headlining. But a laid back vibe still permeated the air.

Band of Horses, Gentilly Stage
These rising indie rockers from Seattle have an intriguing sound that mixes orchestral pop influences with rock ‘n’ roll flavors that recall groups such as My Morning Jacket, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, the Shins and Pearl Jam’s more melodic side. The band’s new LP Infinite Arms leans to the atmospheric side, but they can rock out too, and they did for much of the set with vocalist/guitarist Ben Bridwell delivering an energetic performance. The laid back sound of “Factory” sounded nice, but it’s songs like “Laredo” that show the band at its most accessible, with an infectious melodic rock that makes it easy to see why Pearl Jam tapped the band to open their current American tour. I would have liked to stay for the whole set, but I had to get over to the main stage for one of the festival’s main events.

Galactic, Acura Stage
If there’s one band that personifies the modern funk rock sound of New Orleans, it has to be Galactic. Heavily rooted in the classic funk of the Meters and the Neville Brothers, the band mixes in a forward-looking acid jazz sound as well as classic rock and hip-hop flavors that have made them one of the planet’s most dependable party bands for over a decade now. But while the band can always be counted on to get the good times rolling, they also throw in an occasional socially conscious vibe that has also become a New Orleans trademark. The band distributed a little pamphlet called “Galactic’s Guide to the Planet of New Orleans – a guide to New Orleans music, food & fun,” filled with great recommendations from each band member. “If you happen to catch any of our shows, you will be seeing the band in our element: the place of Galactic’s formation, in our hometown city during a special occasion,” read the pamphlet. So an extra air of anticipation accompanied the band wherever they went.

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A massive crowd was gathered at the main stage by the time Galactic hit the stage at 3:15 pm for a most festive hour-long set. Irma Thomas joined the band for the bluesy “Heart of Steel,” as she does on the band’s great new album Ya-Ka-May. Her soulful vocals enhanced the band’s funky sound with an old-school flavor that rocked the stage with a triumphant vibe. The band was later joined by local legend Trombone Shorty, in addition to trombonist Cory Henry from the Rebirth Brass Band, who has been touring with the band since last fall. The duo combined with saxman Ben Ellman to deliver extra jazzy flavor on a big jam over a heavy funk groove from ace drummer Stanton Moore, bassist Robert Mercurio, keyboardist Rich Vogel and guitarist Jeff Raines. The band delivered a strong set, but it was only a taste of what would come later with their evening club show, which is their truest element of all.

There was a 45-minute break before Pearl Jam was scheduled to come on and a pal and I talked about how we would have liked to go check out The Allen Toussaint Jazzity Project in the Jazz Tent as well as Cyril Neville & Tribe 13 in the Blues Tent. But such a massive crowd had formed in anticipation of Pearl Jam (some ventured a guess of close to 100,000) that we felt trying to get there and back would be more trouble than it was worth, especially if we wanted to lock down a good spot for Pearl Jam.

Pearl Jam, Acura Stage
Seattle’s finest took the stage five minutes early, which became a factor when their scheduled two-hour set ended about 20 minutes early. But the band delivered as always with a set that combined hits and rarities to please both casual and die-hard fans alike. The massive festival crowd and daylight setting seemed to take some of the band’s usual edge off, as the overall show couldn’t quite match up with the barnburner the band threw down at the Austin City Limits Festival last fall. But they gave it a good go.

Opening with The Byrds’ “So You Want to be a Rock ‘n’ Roll Star” was a unique choice and delightful treat to get the party started. The set featured standards like “Corduroy,” “Given to Fly” and “Evenflow,” all of which thrilled the crowd with that classic ’90s alt-rock power. “Severed Hand” was a smoking choice from the band’s self-titled 2006 album, with Mike McCready and Stone Gossard delivering one of the band’s most scintillating guitar workouts. The rare “Down” from the band’s Lost Dogs collection was an upbeat gem that delivered another dose of positive energy with singer Eddie Vedder declaring “It’s really about being up, but it got stuck somewhere.”

Vedder later took note of current events by taking British Petroleum to task for the massive oil spill that threatens the Gulf Coast, saying that the children of company executives should be sent to Louisiana. “Send your sons and daughters, BP, to clean up your fucking mess,” Vedder suggested as a way of introducing the band’s classic song “Daughter.” New tunes “Got Some,” “Unthought Known” and “Supersonic” all rocked with a vital energy, while classics like “Do the Evolution” and “Why Go” sounded as strong as ever.

“The Fixer,” lead single from the band’s 2009 Backspacer, is getting better and better and starting to sound like another Pearl Jam classic in the making. An incendiary jam on the band’s breakthrough hit “Alive” was the highlight of the set, with McCready and bassist Jeff Ament going for broke. The band topped that off with a cover of the MC5’s “Kick Out the Jams” which was fun, but seemed to end the encore segment of the show abruptly. It wasn’t one of the band’s greatest overall performances in this longtime observer’s view, but they’re such a great band that even a merely average show is still a rocking good time nonetheless.

Galactic, The Howlin’ Wolf
The Rebirth Brass Band hit the stage shortly after 10 pm for their opening set at this hip and spacious club, although there was hardly anyone in the club at the time. Galactic are known as a late night force and it seemed that most ticket-holders for the sold out show were off somewhere saving their energy for the main event. Even the following set from the Funky Meters saw many fans idling in the grassy median outside the club, resting and relaxing. It was around 1:45 am by the time Galactic hit the stage and were they ever worth the wait, throwing down a sizzling two-and-a-half hour show that was pure fire. The acid jazz kings delivered one smoking hot funky jam after another, featuring both old and new material alike. The new “Cineramascope” lit a fuse as the rhythm section of Stanton Moore and Robert Mercurio got everyone going, while the horns and keys added funky layers, which were then topped off by molten hot guitar from Jeff Raines.

But what made this show extra special was the presence of “The Uptown Ruler” himself, Cyril Neville, who has been touring with Galactic throughout the year as their guest vocalist and percussionist. The youngest of the Neville Brothers, yet an elder statesman of the scene at age 62, Cyril Neville brings a dynamic presence that elevates every tune he touches. For anyone who ever felt Galactic’s original singer – Theryl “The Houseman” deClouet – could veer a bit to the cheesy side of things, Cyril Neville is just what the doctor ordered. His ultra-soulful, deeply funky and borderline shamanistic vibe fits Galactic like the proverbial glove. The band introduced Neville early on by playing the first song he ever recorded, 1969’s “Gossip,” a super funky jam that kick started the late night dance party into overdrive.

Neville then also sang on new tunes “You Don’t Know” and “Heart of Steel,” bringing his old school soul to the new school funk for a match made in New Orleans music heaven. Neville went on to sit in for most of the show on both percussion and vocals, elevating the whole evening to a higher level. The band would also feature the “Gossip” B-side, “Tell Me What You Want,” with Neville starring once more. Known as an activist for the downtrodden of both New Orleans and society in general, Neville’s socially conscious vibe came through on several occasions as well, such as on Galactic’s 1998 classic “Something’s Wrong with This Picture,” where he improvised lyrics about how money spent on the war machine should be sent to “the 9th Ward and Haiti.” The conscious vibe was summoned again during the encore on the new “Bacchus,” with Neville’s vocals urging listeners “don’t get caught in a rut, the future’s waiting for you / You can help set the pace, don’t let your talents go to waste.”

An already epic show was then sent over the top when Neville came back out front for the Meters’ classic “No More Okey Doke.” The entire club seemed to slip into one synchronized dance groove with everyone getting down on the good foot as Neville led the band through one of the funkiest and most uplifting songs of all time. It was the type of peak moment that is absolutely transcendent. Neville is scheduled to continue touring with Galactic throughout the summer and this reporter advises fans not to miss this fantastic combo.

It was after 4 am when the show let out, but it left us way too sky high to even think of heading home yet. We hopped a cab over to Frenchman Street where another friend had reported that Toubab Krewe out of Asheville, North Carolina were jamming out at the Blue Nile, with no cover required. The place was indeed still rocking when we arrived to discover that the Blue Nile is another gem in the New Orleans club scene. The band’s set was winding down, but a big psychedelic jam was keeping things going. They followed by ending the show with a big percussion jam that saw every band member getting in on the action while music legend Richie Havens observed from up front. After that, it was down the street to the Dragon’s Den to catch the end of the set from Mike Dillon’s Go-Go Jungle. This was another great little venue, with the stage being upstairs in a very intimate setting. There was also a balcony patio that allowed the first rays of the new dawn to shine in, which had a surreal effect when the band played a supremely psychedelic and ambient rendition of Jane’s Addiction’s “Summertime Rolls.” This reporter doesn’t witness too many sunrises, but this one felt great.

Lettin’ it ride in the Big Easy: Jazzfest 2010 recap, Part III: Lady Soul bailed out by three of the four elements

Part three in our five-part series, where a gaggle of Hall of Famers step in to replace another Hall of Famer.

Most of my comrades decided to take this day off, since Friday seemed to present perhaps the least best overall lineup of the weekend. But they missed out on some great stuff. It was an overcast day that threatened rain, but the weather gods were most kind as the precipitation held off until just after the festival ended on Sunday.

Astral Project, WWOZ Jazz Tent
Jazzfest brings in lots of great rock bands to up the fun factor and sell more tickets, but I was definitely of a mindset to catch some jazzy jazz too. The Astral Project’s 1:30 pm set delivered in a big way. In contrast to the main stages, the jazz and blues tents feature rows and rows of seating. It can still be hard to find seats though, and the tent was pretty packed for this performance. But there’s an usher who works to help stragglers find seats, and it was nice to get one after the late night out. Local daily paper The Times-Picayune has called the Astral Project the city’s “premier modern jazz ensemble,” and there were few who would disagree after this great set. Drummer John Vidacovich, saxman Tony Dagradi, guitarist Steve Masakowski and bassist James Singleton form a dynamic quartet. The songs were mostly up-tempo with lots of changes, hot solos and just plain great playing that received numerous rounds of applause from the appreciative audience.

Kermit Ruffins & the Barbecue Swingers, Congo Square Stage
Trumpet ace Kermit Ruffins came up with the Rebirth Brass Band (which he co-founded) and now fronts his own unit. Ruffins and his current band mix the jazzy jazz with elements of funk, pop and hip-hop for a genre-bending unit that has become a New Orleans classic. Some might also recognize Ruffins from a recurring role on HBO’s new show “Treme,” which takes place in New Orleans. A groovy take on “I Can See Clearly Now” was a hit with the crowd in the mid-afternoon time slot. The sky was gray, but with no rain it felt indeed like a “bright, sunshiny day.” The smooth horn lines sounded great over the upbeat groove, while Ruffins’ vocals conjured a nostalgic big band era. Ruffins then stepped up and delivered one of the best trumpet solos of the weekend, exploring the melody with full jazzy flair.

Forgotten Souls Brass Band, Jazz and Heritage Stage
This small stage near the main entrance of the fairgrounds featured a series of great brass bands throughout the weekend. Almost any time you walked by, there was a brass brand making sure things stayed jazzy and funky. The Forgotten Souls had a big lineup and a classic sound that drew in most who walked by.

Allen Toussaint, Acura Stage
Allen Toussaint is one of the patron saints of the New Orleans music scene and as such, drew a huge crowd to the main stage. The man is a legend, having worked with a practical who’s who of music legends. He had a big band that entertained the crowd with a classic sound that mixed jazzy elements with rhythm & blues, led by Toussaint on piano and vocals. Toussaint’s stylishly melodic piano playing had the ladies dancing with some great grooves. I definitely would have liked to see more of this set, but it conflicted with what seemed like another must-see event.

New Orleans Social Club, Blues Tent
I also would have liked to have caught some of the Nicholas Payton Sextet in the Jazz Tent, but this supergroup demanded to be seen. The tent was packed with fans waiting to see the group, which featured bassist George Porter Jr., and guitarist Leo Nocentelli from the Meters with keyboardist Ivan Neville, piano man Henry Butler and drummer Raymond Weber. It was an hour-long funk fest that quickly became the Henry and Leo show. Butler stole the show on multiple occasions with his charged piano solos that energized the crowd time and again, with Nocentelli following most of those with incendiary guitar solos that burned up the fretboard. Musicians know him well, but the general public is behind in recognizing this guy as one of the hottest guitarists on the planet. “Talkin ‘Bout New Orleans” was a super funky highlight, where Neville also laid down a jamming keyboard solo. He followed that with deeply soulful vocals on a way groovy cover of Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Fortunate Son,” a song that seems tailor made for New Orleans in the wake of Hurricane Katrina.

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The Derek Trucks & Susan Tedeschi Band, Blues Tent
Trucks and Tedeschi followed up their stellar House of Blues show the previous night with another superb 75-minute set to close out the festival on Friday. The tent was jammed with fans who wanted to dance, packing the one aisle that wasn’t cleared, while fans that wanted to sit battled with them over blocking their line of sight. How so many people could stay seated while this incredible band was rocking the stage remains a mystery. The band opened the set with Eric Clapton’s “Coming Home” to get things going, and then ran through many of the same new songs they played the night before. It still felt fresh though, with Trucks throwing down one beautiful slide solo after another. Tedeschi’s compelling vocals impressed again on “Don’t Drift Away” and “Nobody’s Free,” as well as on the smoking cover of the Beatles’ “I’ve Got a Feeling.”

But the highlight of the set came toward the end with “Midnight in Harlem.” The tune had dazzled early in the show on the previous night, but went to an even higher level here at the end of the set, as bassist Oteil Burbridge led the band on a huge jam that was simply transcendent, as it seemed to keep going deeper and deeper into ecstatic groove ecstasy. Everyone in the aisle was moving and grooving to this stellar jam that is sure to become a classic, because there’s never going to be a day when this fantastic melodic groove isn’t going to hit the spot. Trucks’ stellar slide work continued to wow throughout the set and especially on this incredible jam.

Earth, Wind and Fire, Acura Stage
Aretha Franklin was supposed to be headlining the main stage to close the day, but canceled at the last moment, with rumors saying that she had found herself unable to perform after a tour of New Orleans’ blighted 9th ward left her overcome with emotion. Jazzfest moved quickly to pull in the legendary Earth, Wind and Fire to fill the bill, though. They were supposed to end at the same time as Trucks & Tedeschi, but it was pleasing to see that they were still playing so fans could see the end of the set. I’d been wanting to catch this group ever since “Fast Times at Ridgemont High” (“When are those Earth, Wind and Fire tickets coming in? Because I’m going to take my little brother, you know.”) The band was throwing down some funky grooves with great multi-part harmonies, and the crowd was loving it.

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After exiting through the main entrance to the fairgrounds, it was less than two blocks before I came upon a brass band playing on a street corner while some enterprising locals were serving up fresh-made mojitos for $5 – score! Then as I continued down Esplanade, I traveled past a young keyboardist who was putting on a live show in front of his house for family and friends. Soon thereafter, I came upon a Hare Krishna church that was serving up free vegetarian food while what looked like a husband-wife-daughter trio played some ambient Krishna jams. The music was everywhere.

Gov’t Mule + 7 Walkers, The Mahalia Jackson Theater
My accomplice and I were scrambling to get across town to this show after discovering that Bill Kreutzmann’s 7 Walkers were going on at 7:45 pm, an unusually early start for Jazzfest evening shows. But the theater apparently has an actual curfew (as opposed to most venues in the Big Easy.) We were out on the street trying to find a taxi when a local musician by the name of John William picked us up and drove us over there for free! New Orleans hospitality got us there by the set break, but too late for 7 Walkers, unfortunately. I’d been looking forward to seeing them again after their recent Austin show, as Kreutzmann and Louisiana/Austin guitarist Papa Mali conjure a festive mix of Grateful Dead songs with Southern flavor and new material written with longtime GD lyricist Robert Hunter. The sound is a unique mix of West Coast and Gulf Coast. With his gray dreadlocks, rotund figure and melty licks, Papa Mali brings to mind how Jerry Garcia might have turned out if he’d grown up in New Orleans instead of San Francisco.

Gov’t Mule came out and got right back to the hard rocking, bluesy business they’d thrown down at the fairgrounds the day before. A “Third Stone from the Sun” tease was appreciated early on, and Warren Haynes went deep into the blues well on Led Zeppelin’s “Since I’ve Been Loving You.” The first set proceeded in somewhat underwhelming fashion though, as I started to get the same feeling as the past few times I’ve seen the band. This feeling was that the band’s covers are always amazing, but that their own material seems to be stagnating a bit. Haynes is an undisputed guitar master and has been one of the hardest working men in rock ‘n’ roll over the past 20 years, but after witnessing the fresh sounds of the Derek Trucks & Susan Tedeschi Band, I couldn’t help but feel that the Mule is coming up a little short these days. Most of their new material tends to fall into the same hard-edged blues rock territory, with less and less in the way of song diversity, as opposed to the wide range of classic rock the band covers with such aplomb. Of course Trucks is in his prime at age 30 while Haynes is 50, but it just feels like Mule’s bag of tricks has become too small.

Haynes upped the ante when the band opened the second set with an epic cover of Doors classic “When the Music’s Over,” which electrified the assembled. Haynes has become one of rock’s greatest chameleons and you could feel the presence of Mr. Mojo Risin during this spine-tingling rendition of the epic ode to music and revolution. A later jam on the Dead’s “The Other One” recalled the ’60s once more, while “The Shape I’m In” was a rocking homage to the endurance it takes to do Jazzfest right.
Eric Krasno popped up yet again for a hot jam on “Sco-Mule,” followed by Funky Meters guitarist Brian Holtz sitting in next. The encore saw Ivan Neville join Mule and Holtz for “32/20 Blues,” which raged with intensity before the band closed it out with “Broke Down on the Brazos.” Serious Muleheads might beg to differ, but it once again seemed like it was the covers that stood out over the band’s own material. After the show, we retreated to Fritzel’s on nearby Bourbon Street again for more jazz.

The Disco Biscuits: Planet Anthem


RIYL: Sound Tribe Sector 9, Umphreys McGee, String Cheese Incident

Planet Anthem is The Disco Biscuits’ first studio album since 2002, which inherently highlights how this is a band more known for their live prowess. The overdue album finds the band exploring a wider array of sonic directions, but the track selection seems to indicate that the band has fallen victim to Ryan Adams Disease – being such prolific songwriters as to lose the ability to distinguish which of your own songs are the best ones.

It’s hard to believe that anthemic live winners like “Rivers” and “Mirrors” didn’t make the cut here. “Mirrors,” introduced in the spring of 2009, is one of the most infectious tunes the band has come up with in years, and would have seemed the best chance for crossover appeal. But then, mainstream appeal has never really been a concern of these counterculture jam rockers. They’ve made a living by earning a diehard core following that will travel great distances to see multiple shows, and who aren’t particularly concerned about albums or singles.

2010 finds the livetronica stalwarts dabbling in hip-hop, dance and even disco flavors, somewhat ironic since that is not where the band’s name is derived from. Opening track “Loose Change” is one of the more intriguing songs on the album, with a big bouncy groove and some socially conscious lyrics about how “money is the root of all evil.” “On Time” and “You and I” have a dance pop flavor that may catch some fans off guard, as this is not the trance-fusion that fans have come to know and love. But the funky beat is still there. “Konkrete” has a trippy, dreamy sort of vibe mixed with a dark heavy groove. “Uber Glue” also starts out trippy, but then moves into a techno direction that is probably going to have some fans scratching their heads.

Rain Song” is one of the more unique tracks, mixing an atmospheric PJ Harvey/Morcheeba sort of vibe from guest female vocalist Ryat with the band’s psychedelic exploration. “Fish Out of Water” could well have been the name of the album, for the way the band is experimenting outside of its comfort zone. The song is more of a straight-ahead, mid-tempo rocker about a girl who’s “gonna make a rebel out of me,” with guitarist Jon Gutwillig finally taking a short solo. “Sweatbox” moves back into techno territory, but builds into a party vibe where “the room is getting hotter” with Gutwillig doing a little wailing behind his vocals.

The last three songs on the album return to the melodic jam rock sound the band is known for, showing they haven’t gone totally off the deep end. “The City” has a big beat and melodic motif with bassist Marc Brownstein getting philosophical about “sitting on a mountain top.” “Big Wrecking Ball” is even catchier, with melodic riffs and vocals from Gutwillig on a tune that seems primed to open up for live exploration. “Vacation” closes it out with an epic track that opens with some ambient ascension before shifting into space rock.

The band gets credit for taking creative risks instead of playing it safe, but some fans are likely to feel a bit puzzled about the overall output. Some of these tunes may grow on stage though, so it’s always hard to grade a jamband album when you know an incomplete is the most appropriate grade until the songs become more seasoned. (Diamond Riggs 2010)

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SXSW Music 2010, Day 2: Upping the Ante

AUSTIN – I sacrificed an extra hour of sleep to make it out for what was scheduled as an 11:35 am day party set from Sass Jordan, the sensational Canadian blues rock goddess that seems like she’d be more from a place like Austin. But the stage at the club had collapsed and they had to move to another venue, pushing their set back to 12:20 pm. I told Sass I’d catch one of her other two shows, because I had a moral imperative to catch the 12:30 pm panel on “Music and The Revolution,” featuring ex-Weather Underground leader Bill Ayers, Country Joe McDonald, the MC5’s Wayne Kramer and Kent State 1970 massacre survivor Alan Canfora. This was an amazing panel that I will report on in-depth in my SXSW wrap-up next week (along with more on all the following bands.)

Then there was a great panel on the 40th anniversary of Miles Davis’ seminal jazz-rock masterpiece, Bitches Brew. More on that next week as well. The 1969-70 revolutionary rock magic was clearly in the air…

After a quick lunch it was over to the Jambase Treehouse Party at Cheers Shot Bar on 6th Street, up on the roof deck. Very nice setting for Red Cortez, a band out of Los Angeles that are pals and tourmates with the Airborne Toxic Event. They have an edgier sound, but clearly some of that same soulful, tuneful indie-rock thing that has long been brewing in LA’s Silverlake district.

The Mother Hips from San Francisco rocked it next, throwing down a hot set of their rich, melodic and bluesy sound. Paul Hoagland even brought his 12-string custom Hamer bass, and did it ever sound great out in the sun in the 5 o’clock hour. I was originally planning to stick around to see a couple more bands, but some gear issues had pushed it all back a half hour. I rode my trusty Trek 800 over to Threadgills to meet a friend, where we also heard a bit of Austin legend Roky Erickson, from the 13th Floor Elevators. Classic sounds…

Then it was over to Auditorium Shores, where LA’s Ozomatli was headlining the free outdoor fest by Town Lake. The band entertained a huge audience, driving the crowd into a frenzy with a “Masters of Puppets” tease during one funky bluesy jam (recalling Metallica’s electrifying semi-secret performance at Stubbs during SXSW 2009.)

From there it was over to the Austin Music Hall for Stone Temple Pilots, who threw down a true headlining set of 90 minutes that featured some strong new material and just kept getting better. The peak was during the encore when Robbie Krieger of the Doors joined the band for “Roadhouse Blues”! Absolutely epic SXSW moment that seriously raised the bar for the rest of the weekend. Krieger tore it up.

Grace Potter & the Nocturnals were up to the task afterward at Antone’s, throwing down a captivating 75-minute set that went right up til 2 am, also featuring very strong material from their impending new album. At least three tunes went into sick jams catalyzed by the fantastic bass skills of new Nocturnal (and former Cardinal of Ryan Adams), Catherine Popper. The two of these gals were just dynamite and a hoped-for cover of “White Rabbit” did indeed materialize (they play it on the soundtrack for the new “Alice in Wonderland” flick), a great match on the evening with “Roadhouse Blues.”

Now I have to go find out when Potter & Co are playing tomorrow and try to get some sleep!

SXSW Music 2010, Day 1: It Begins

The music world converged on Austin, Texas today for what is generally viewed as the biggest, bestest music industry event in the world. The thing that makes SXSW so unique is that you not only know you’re going to see some great bands you’ve had your eye on, but you’re also going to discover some great new bands. There are so many playing all over town all day for four straight days, so you can’t help but just stumble upon some cool new sounds.

This was the case early on when the line to try and see Broken Bells’ 1:00pm Red River garage show was too long to get in. I wandered over to the Mohawk up the street and there was a band throwing down a strong sound with some Neil Young/Crazy Horse vibes, and some of that My Morning Jacket kind of vibe. It was Yukon Blonde from Vancouver BC. Good stuff.

The line at the Forcefield PR/Terrorbird Media day party at Red 7 was also way too long, so again I wandered up the street and heard some Beatles coming out of Jaime’s Spanish Village, a Mexican restaurant across the street from Stubbs BBQ. It has a small patio where The Eggmen where dishing out the Beatles tunes, which sounded great on a warm sunny afternoon. It was a rotating lineup, with seven musicians up there for great readings of “I’m Only Sleeping,” “Fixing a Hole,” “From Me to You” and “All You Need is Love.”

I waited in a crazy 45-minute line to get into the Levis/Fader Fort, because I wanted to see Philadelphia band Free Energy. The band’s studio stuff sounds amazing, but it was too bad they didn’t seem able to match it live. They have great gear, great looks and a great name, but something in the musicianship seemed lacking. Maybe I’ll give them another shot on Friday. The venue was pimped out though, dubbed by one fan as “a funhouse for hipsters.”

Walking past the Independent up the street, I heard the call of a bluesy sound, the Maldives from Seattle were rocking out, also with a Crazy Horse vibe, and maybe some Ryan Adams & the Cardinals influence. The Canadian Blast tent outside by the registrants lounge closed out with Plants and Animals, who blended reverb-y vocals with a cool groove to close their set. Austin’s own Strange Boys packed Emo’s Jr for an 8:00 set of their retro ’60s-style garage rock. There were moments, but I don’t think it was really my thing.

Jonneine Zapata out of Los Angeles caught my attention first with her name and then with her powerful voice at the Red Eyed Fly. This is a great little venue with nice outdoor stage where Zapata and her band rocked the stage with a powerful bluesy sound that recalled Concrete Blonde.

Here We Go Magic packed Club Deville for a 9:00 set. The sound was excellent although the songs kept seeming like they were building up to something that never came. They were doing something right though, as the indie rock crowd seemed to dig it.

Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings tore up the stage at Stubbs BBQ, with the great band throwing down ’60s and ’70s-influenced funk behind the soul queen. This was the first major highlight of the day.

I caught up with Broken Bells when they followed Jones at Stubbs and James Mercer of The Shins led the band through a collection of tunes that sounded pretty Shins-y, with maybe more synth and less guitar. But when they added some more guitar toward the end, it was even better.

I bailed waiting for Spoon at Stubbs to go back to Emos main for Nas & Damian Marley. Mixing the hip-hop with the reggae was a slamming formula for the really packed crowd, who loved every minute. This is the new duo to watch out for in 2010, what a great set! It was all too brief though, leaving me able to catch the end of Spoon’s set. These guys confuse me. They play three songs in a row that are kind of blah, and then just when you’re about ready to give up on them they throw down a great rocker. Then they play two or three more blah, than some dope groove. Strange formula.

Compared to last year, this first day was so-so at first, picking up toward the end. Things looked primed to pick up tomorrow though, stay tuned…

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