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...Gavin Bryars Jesus' Blood Never Failed Me Yet (Point Music). Take one old derelict singing a strophe of a religious anthem in a raspy voice. Add one avant-garde composer (Bryars) accompanying an hour-long loop of the man's song with a kaleidoscopic underpinning of strings, winds and horns. Mix in Tom Waits for a closing 10-minute duet of almost mystic poignancy. The new-music album of the year...
...Song of Jacob Zulu. Tug Yourgrau's play about the making of a black South African terrorist was raw but unforgettable in Eric Simonson's epic staging, brought to Broadway by Chicago's Steppenwolf troupe. K.Todd Freeman glowed in the title role, Zakes Mokae excelled as several elders, and Ladysmith Black Mambazo, the a cappella singing group, served gloriously as a modern Greek chorus...
...looked like a cross between a clarinet and a mini-keyboard. Ninja, the fizzbomb cheerleader/singer, shook jangling bells, while Chi Taylor-Fukami rocked out from behind a drum kit twice her size. Despite the positive energy and enthusiastic solicitation of audience participation, the show had a few flaws. The song “The Ice Storm” saw a drab, misguided instrumental jam, which brought down the crowd’s energy; the jam, though, was made less boring by the backdrop screen turned into a starry sky with swirling white lights. An out-of-key one-off vocal...
...Backed up by a strumming guitar, Williams sounds like a British Tom Petty, minus that trademark Southern twang. The power ballad gets a glossy makeover on “Intensive Care” with “Spread Your Wings,” a song that is more fitting for a Lifetime movie of the week. With cliché lyrics like “Spread your wings before they fall apart,” Williams doesn’t have the vocal capacity to pull off the ballad. The formula works, however, in “Advertising Space...
...This song is the first love song I wrote about my wife, after I had actually seen her,” murmured John Darnielle as he began the Mountain Goats’ set at last Thursday night’s show. I settled into my pastel-green cushioned seat in Remis Auditorium at the Boston MFA, comforted by the anticipation of an untainted love-song, albeit concerned: what did he write about her before they...