Thursday, November 09, 2006

Pick of the Week #2.

This week, I'm going to have two picks because there are two shows this weekend that you should hit. Also, I'm being incredibly lazy because this week has absolutely killed me between work work and hobby work. I've already posted about both my picks, so I'll just refer you to those, because I'd like to write about an album I just got that I'm actually (and surprisingly) fond of. And there is no "Dick of the Week" because I haven't had anyone piss me off in the past 7 days. Amazing, right?

The first pick is a band who is playing the 10 High tomorrow night, and I rave about them more than anyone else because they are awesome, and I promise, anyone who has heeded my advice on that will tell you I'm not lying. Rantings of Eva is numero uno on my favorite local acts list. Sorry, but I do play favorites. So that's your assignment for Friday night.

The second pick is an out-of-town band that is simply stellar with dirty rock that somewhat reminds me of Jet (not the new album, but Get Born...when it was actually good, raw rock). Hailing from Charleston, Leslie will be at the 585 Saturday night with Dead Confederate (winners of Open Mic Madness 2006) and the Judies. The write-up you'll be referred to is based on the recorded stuff, but I've seen them live twice now, and it's basically like crack. It'll make you focus on them so intently, but still allow for some serious head bobbing action.

And now, for the mention of an artist that you may know if you have previously enjoyed the sounds of Nickel Creek. Thanks to Sugar Hill Records for sending me the Chris Thile solo album, How to Grow a Woman, because even though I'm not exactly keen on the whole bluegrass-honkey sound, this showing of it has me appreciating the sound more than ever. The music isn't exactly centered around vocals, but more on the use of all the stringed instruments, which were all recorded live to two-track, according to Thile. This is a stripped down sound that works really, really well, as I listen to it, I can almost smell the horse manure and hay that are generally present at mountain festivals & gatherings, or the wood burning my poor little weenie (get your mind out of the gutter...I'm speaking of a hot dog weenie) around a late night campfire. Thile certainly shows off that he knows what he's doing with a mandolin, and I highly admire that. If you've ever marveled at this sound of somehow upbeat heartbreak spoken through the folk family of strings, then this is an album you should have. I can't even believe I'm so drawn to it...I think this is a first for me. I might even try to hop over to the Variety Playhouse on November 17th to catch them live.
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