Up in flames
Michael Khouri, Joe Auger, Varnaline, and more
by Michael Caito
On Tuesday at the Met Cafe, Chick Graning appears with
folk smart-aleck Jonathan Stark, who celebrates on three fronts. The
recent fund-raiser Stark helped organize for pal Marianne Cavanaugh was a
success, and she's evidently feeling better. Also, his eponymous seven-song CD
is a winner of a disc -- funny, discerning and well-played, showcasing the
Berklee grad's sense of humor, strong songwriting and can't-miss session guests
(backing vocalist Sarah McGurkin, bassist Stan Haskins and drummer Joe
Propatier). Along with Erin McKeown (whose latest on TVP went like
hotcakes at the pre-Festival stage set up by the Hear In RI gang at Newport
Folk this year . . . she'll be at the Green Room with Mark Mulcahy later this
month), these are rising, inventive players to watch. Stark and McKeown discard
arthritic cliché while penning captivating personas in songs for the
millenial singer/guitarist. Very well done, but unfortunately, two of their
spiritual folk-mates stumble -- badly -- on their new CDs.
Specifically, we're talking Michael Khouri's Two Places at Once
(MBA) and Joe Auger's The Long Term (QORQ). Singer / guitarist
Khouri's 10-song CD suffers from terminal politeness while hardly registering
on either a musical or emotional level, a sharp contrast to the bass and
harmony vocals he's brought to several area blues and R&B bands. It's
well-played, but after the promising opener "Wishing Well," it never budges.
Let us now watch grass grow.
Auger's Long Term is too long at 72 minutes -- a protracted,
stylistically-jumbled moper with spots of clarity. Recording songs written in
the broken-hearts recovery room is not new, but at least Auger takes care to
present varying episodes through his doldrum recuperation project, from flat
rockers like "Going Up In Flames" to the more typically hushed "Fortune." He
plays all instruments, and this generally works, only causing problems when,
damn we addled traditionalists, human drummers are required. Auger's list of
inspirations would tap early Kinks and, more overtly, the works of Jeff
Buckley, and several times there's a simonizedGarfunkel sheen to his
songwriting. Khouri's enervating influences? Cream of Wheat.
At times during the epic Auger disc, you feel a song was destined for the
musical theatre, with which Auger was at least loosely affiliated in
Meatballs / Fluxus. Those times scrape by for the listener, at least on the
ain't-this-fun scale of grandiloquent gestures. But keeping all these plates
spinning is a tough skirmish for which Auger is only occasionally prepared.
Props for ambition, not execution. Good example is the almost six-and-a-half
minute "No Room Left," where piano gently propels a deftly-spun yarn of being
painted, emotionally, into a corner. A soupy guitar solo devolves into a Moody
Blues-meets-overwrought-R.E.M. finish, and a promising song goes thunk
after four rewarding minutes. After six minutes of the following "This
Howling," an embarrassing nadir, the listener may be howling a Python-esque
"Get on with it!" Khouri's, conversely, begs for attention, attracts zero, and
hopes he hasn't forgotten bass.
STARS & BARS. Tonight (9/3), fresh from a recent stint at Los
Angeles' International Pop Overthrow, Evelyn Forever hit the Met, with
Plymouth Rock opening. Hailing from New Brunswick in Jersey, EF caught
the ear of Peter Mantas, hunter-gatherer for the Asbury Park nightclub The
Saint. With his aid and for the label he co-owns they released Nightclub
Jitters (Airplay) in '96, followed up with this week's Lost In the
Supermarket. They tweaked enough lobes in L.A. to warrant a track on that
festival's compilation disc (on Delfi), in addition to their being wooed by
sundry mucky-mucks in attendance for showcase gigs. Good listening, here, the
first single's "Crush," and they're at Bill's Bar near Fenway Park on Saturday.
Meanwhile, Plymouth Rock are finalizing their debut LP with producer Tom
Buckland, hoping to recapture the trio's herky-jerk charm from their
Repopulation Program compilation track, "Sounds to Make You Shiver."
SHOP HAPPILY. Speaking of losing things in super markets, Clash
alums Joe Strummer, Mick Jones and Paul Simonon (in that order, always) are at
this moment sifting through piles of live recordings which Strummer recently
unearthed in his flat. Meaning, early November brings a "new" live Clash album
that'll be good for 30 million column inches of nostalgia. Rumors (from
ever-reliable UK operatives who would immediately kill this humble weasel if
names were named) of a brief reunion tourare now deigned "inevitable," and are
again the talk of merry old-schoolers in Merry Olde. Of course, the Spice Girls
-- featuring Ginger's replacement, Robyn Hitchcock -- would open. Tour
promoters? Hmm. Crest, Rogaine, BT (who must own "London Calling" by now) and
Doc Marten. Topper is, Topper is probably writhing in his grave.
Unconfirmed:Strummer teams with Rancid for song on South Park soundtrack
due around Christmas. Confirmed:release of the Clash tribute on Ark 21 Records
featuring MMBosstones, ush-Bay and more has been pushed back (again) to 1999 at
the earliest.
OTHER NEWS. Open mic is re-establishing itself at Finnegan's Wake on
Wednesdays, with Bill Petterson as host. Stone Soup had its
finest P / L statement in 17 seasons last year, but life as a folk venue, however
stellar the programming, is innately tenuous. So it's vital that, just like the
Sox, they get off to a good start, and the talent is there next weekend
(Joyce Katzberg, Atwater-Donnelly, Lindsay Adler, Heidi
and Brian Blais) to make sure the Soup is hot from jump, at their annual
fund-raiser in the looming shadow of Nordstrom. 15 Hayes Street is the address
of Gloria Dei's Undercroft, feet from Vets Aud. Of course, many Soup stalwarts
will be in attendance at the RI Labor & Ethnic Heritage Festival at
Slater Mill this weekend. A multiculti treat, encompassing genres both familiar
(Katzberg, Paul Geremia, Mike Bresler's Klezmer Hotshots) and
exotic (Senegalese drumming, Indian dance from Trevani, West Indies
steel drums). Sunday at noon and it's free. Friday Young Neal celebrates
a record's release at the Ocean Mist, and on Saturday the Spinanes
and Honeybunch hit the Met for another of this week's slew of
good pairings. The former's newest Arches & Aisles (Sub Pop) is a
mesmerizer. Rebecca Gates sounds far more confident in her song smithy, which
jets A&A into contention for heavy rotation, even though it ends
meekly.
Varnaline
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Other new releases include Ellyn Fleming's Lost In the Fire
(Feisty Bitch) and The Age of . . . The Grand Carousel(Soft Wind),
featuring Wire & Wood with Folks Together. Jeff and Donna Olson (Wire
&Wood) enlist the talents of Rick Bellaire, John Dunn and Vince Pasternak,
with whom they'd collectively performed as Folks Together. But the real sizzler
is the newest Varnaline effort Sweet Life (Zero Hour), where all
three members actually appear, as opposed to solo incarnations representing the
band. Drummer Jud Ehrbar (former Scarce drummer, as was Jonathan Stark's
drummer Propatier) worked on his Reservoir project and Anders and John
Parker kept busy within and without Varnaline for too long. Anyway, the
reformed trio, based in New York, cook up a lush winner, with intriguing
instruments (glockenspiel, organ, trombone, viola, lap steel, cello) augmenting
their cornerstone g/b/d. It's a huge sound for them -- as huge as their Shot
and a Beer EPwas woozy -- and it works, with less Neil Young and unforced
country tinctures. For those waiting for the various side projects to chill for
a sec, a Sweet reward, and their sharpest work to date.
If you leave right now you can hear the Mother at India Point for free.
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