I got to give it to them, it was nearly impossible to not look at this advertisement. That’s pretty warped. Well done.
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Walking up 18th Street this Sunday I was lured by some live music from about a block away. Good to know that Columbia Station offers live jazz for Sunday brunch. Right on. A nice compliment to a lazy Sunday meal.
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I’m all for peace and happy hours so this seems like a great combination to me. But as I was looking at the flyer I saw that it says, “We will also be spinning music of peace, justice and love. Listen to songs by Nina Simone, Jeff Buckley and Tim Buckley.” I’m not sure who Tim Buckley is but when I listen to Nina Simone or more likely Jeff Buckley I tend to want to cry, phenomenal music for sure, but a bit on the sad side, no? Nevertheless, I do strongly believe that Jeff Buckley’s album Grace is one of the greatest albums ever recorded. So let’s all get drunk for peace, justice and love on Friday!
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More props to K for sending this great photo of folks enjoying their porch and playing some mean sax.
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I’ve always admired the sign on this shop located at 3223 Georgia Ave. It has been open for four years and features, you guessed it, hip hop cds and also old school go-go. Some of the go-go greats you can find here include EU, Backyard, Rare Essence and lots more. When I checked out the store I was psyched to hear the sounds of some old school Tribe Called Quest – I forget just how good those guys were. Anyway, I hope this cool store manages to survive given the fact that the music industry seems to be switching to MP3s and such. Check out a photo of the interior after the jump. (more…)
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This guy was fantastic. I know it is not a very lucrative gig but I wonder why we don’t see more street musicians around town? I think I’ve only maybe seen 5 or 6 in over ten years living in DC. Are there ordinances that forbid street musicians or is it another reason or am I blind and just haven’t spotted many?
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Here they were singing the classic Hare Krishna – Hare Krishna –
Krishna Krishna…and man was it catchy. I think I had it stuck in my head for the next hour or so after I passed them. Dang, it’s stuck in my head again.
From the drummer:
“Just wanted to give a heads up that we’ll (milkmachine) be playing tonight at DC9. We had a great show at the opening night of Artomatic and the NBC4 Music Snob recently described us as “Tom Waits reminiscing carny rock along the lines of Man Man.” http://www.nbc4.com/dcscene
You can see and hear more of us at www.milkmachine.org or www.myspace.com/accordioncrimes”
Sounds awesome. Tear it up!
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Back in January I did a small post on Emma Mae’s Gallery by the Reeves Center on 14th Street because there was an awesome Thelonious Monk painting. So just recently I received an email from the owner, Rev. Sandra Butler-Truesdale. I stopped by this weekend to say hello in person and of course the gallery is as cool as ever, especially if you like jazz. Anyway, she mentioned that she had this photo and would love to identify all the personalities. Some are easy like Sonny and Cher and Sammy Davis Junior. But not all the folks are easily identifiable. I told the Rev. Truesdale that I’d be happy to post and see if the PoP and flickr communities could help. So if you know the others in the photo please leave their name in the comments but try and be as specific as possible ie second woman on the left.
Also starting tomorrow May 21st- Saturday, May 24 (12pm-8pm) the Gallery will be featuring ‘Anthony Phillips of Woodcrafts by O’Banion’.
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Well, PoP…I’ve been meaning to send you some thoughts on the
Drive-by Truckers two-night stand at the 9:30 Club last weekend, but
the week got crazy on me and flew by before I had a chance to throw
some brain drizzle down in an email. And now, almost a week removed I
figured what the hell…I still got their songs running through my
head…and so, why not, the hangover lasted 3 days.
A two-night Truckers stand is a dangerous thing…particularly for
guys our age and with our mileage! And we proved that in full on
Saturday night…investigating the very inner workings of “whiskey
bent” in a certain reckless, degenerate way befitting the music. My
ears rang for two days and I was feeling rough well into Tuesday.
Getting old ain’t much fun.
But fun is really the best way to describe a Truckers’ show at 9:30.
They remain the only band out today that I find myself yelling out the
words to every song at the top of my lungs until my voice gives out.
There is an original energy in those shows that is hard to describe
but damn fun to partake. Wailing guitars are part of it…drunken,
screaming and fired up fans certainly help…and the music is just so
damn good. I still think that their lyrics are the most original,
evocative you’ll find today. I swear I know some of the people in
those songs and if forced to admit it, I’d probably have to see some
parallels in a few instances of my own degenerate behavior once upon a
time. Review continues after the jump. (more…)