Oct 172012
 

 

by Stephanie Groves and Joey Bain

 

This was my first year back at ACL since the horrific rise of the mud people in 2009, but not a lot has changed in the interim.  It’s still the same gigantic eight-stage goulash of differing musical styles and it’s still attended by roughly a billion people.  They also still employ the guy (who I can only assume is some sort of evil genius) who schedules all my favorite bands to play at the exact same time and at the very least makes me trudge from one side of the park to the other to catch all my favorite acts. Oddly enough, they let this same guy plan out the location and method of accessing the media area, but I will gladly walk the distance again,  just to have use of their fancy porta-potties and lounging. Despite C3’s best efforts, we still managed to actually divide and conquer to catch some music at this year’s show.

Photo by Brooklyn Vegan

 

One of my ACL picks of the day, Metric, hit the AMD stage at 4pm. I stuck around and watched while my brother took off to catch Micheal Kiwanuka. Lead singer Emily Haines came skipping out energetic and ready to roll. Not the slightest bit intimidated by the roar of the crowd and not to mention sporting some cool shades that look like a pair I wear quite often. Cool. I was sold. Let’s do this.  The first song they played was “Artificial Nocturne” off their newest album which lead into one of their biggest hits “Youth Without Youth”. Five or six songs into the set Emily claims how stoked she was to be at ACL and how there was “music everywhere and shit”. The rain at this point was a mist and it didn’t stop anyone from moving about on a wet stage with high voltage. Metric put on a great and entertaining show with crowd engaging “Dead Disco” with lots of clapping along and covered all their well-known top of the charts hits. Finishing off the set was a philosophical break with Emily Haines telling the crowd that “without Music we would all be lost”. After that, I heard a rumble in the sky and I thought to myself  “you couldn’t be more right sister”.

Photo By Joey Bain

 

Of the three acts I got to see fully this year, Michael Kiwanuka is probably the one you’ve never heard of.  The UK singer actually started as session guitarist before moving on to create painfully pretty vintage Soul music on his debut album “Home Again”.  I’m not sure if it was the oddness of seeing him outside in the daytime and not in a smoke filled bar but his live sound was quite a bit more upbeat than on his recordings.  The deluge of rain that began slightly halfway through his set did little to deter his crowd as he crooned his way into the hearts of those gathered.  After an (again oddly upbeat) rendition of his song “Bones”, he finished his set with a damn sight better than good cover of Jimi Hendrix’s  “May This Be Love”, thanking the crowd for sticking through him even in the heat. Oh Michael, you should have been here in July.

 

Photo by Austin American Statesman

Listen, you can’t go to one of these things without attending a big-ass dance party.  You’d be a fool, and all your friends would laugh at you behind your back and no one wants that.  This year my dance party of choice was The Roots and I can say with no bias at all that THEY BROUGHT IT SON.  Ahem. For the uninitiated, The Roots are a hip-hop collective out of Philadelphia that forgo a DJ when playing live in favor of live-instrumentation.  They started their set, fittingly, by paying tribute to departed hip-hop legend Adam ‘MCA’ Yauch and launching into the Beastie Boys’ perennial hit “Paul Revere”. From there,  it was a cover-heavy dance-friendly set that still managed to include originals like “Here I Come” and “How I Got Over” from their albums Game Theory and How I Got Over respectively, while still including covers like Sugarhill Gangs party favorite “Jump On It”.

 

 

At the end of the day, we were left with the impossible decision of choosing between Neil Young and Jack White.  Being somewhat young and determined to catch White after The White Stripes’ no-show in 2007 (okay, not that young), I went with the latter. As I stood in the fading light waiting for the band to take the stage, listening to Bassnectar’s attempts to murder the few remaining Barton Springs salamanders with low-frequency noises, I pondered if I had made the right decision.  Was it worth missing one of the true remaining rock legends to see Jack White before he had a chance to break up with himself?  The answer, as it always is with the Austin City Limits Festival, is a resounding maybe-probably.  Jack White was certainly trying to make it up to any festival goers that missed out the last go round, playing plenty of material from his multitude of other bands including The Raconteurs and The Dead Weather, but with stuck mostly with crowd pleasing Stripes material.  Perhaps the coolest bit about this was seeing some White Stripes songs fleshed out with help from his all-female backing band “The Peacocks” all gracefully dressed in white with a slight doll-like presence.  White finished his set a full 15 minutes early with “Seven Nation Army”, leaving the crowd, and us, a bit disappointed in his brevity. I wonder what the deal is with Jack White high-tailing out of his sets early? I had just heard about the tweets of anger and hostility that left some high paying ($90 GA) ticket purchasers irate by his abrupt leaving of the stage 45 minutes early at Radio City Music Hall last month. What’s the hurry Jack? Well, nonetheless he is a magic music man and puts on a stellar performance. We were satisfied and ready to roll out anyway. Good day ACL and we will look forward to seeing how you fill out two weekends next year. Hopefully, not leaving ticket purchasing to chance.

 

Side Note: Once thing that was missing this year were the crazy religious nutters that always yelled outside the gates of ACL, that we all were going to hell -for listening to music or dancing or whatever. Glad I didn’t have to feel like I was in the middle of a witch hunt this year and I am glad they gave up.  I’m gonna miss those crazy kids.

 

 

 

 

 

Mar 232012
 

MOVIES

The Hunger Games - The best-selling phenomenon gets its much-anticipated (and well-reviewed) screen adaptation. Jennifer Lawrence stars with Woody Harrelson, Donald Sutherland and Elizabeth Banks.

MUSIC/OTHER

FRIDAY

Ponderosa Live – The latest R&B and hip-hop for Club Friday, which happens every Friday at Ponderosa. Great drink deals and spinning from DJ Munk. Starts at 5 PM.

The Big Pink – Message here to get the official address, but Greg Mullen, Hurricanes of Love, Invisible Circle and a “secret mystery project” will all play. Begins at 8 PM.

The Blue Theatre – A new play at Austin’s independent theater spot. The Dragon’s Play is about how “a husband and wife’s peaceful existence is shattered by the appearance of an unexpected visitor. On a hot stretch of highway in central Texas, a boy befriends a wounded dragon. Spanning two moments in time and space and blurring the lines between each, The Dragon Play explores what happens when reality and fantasy converge, when desire and duty conflict, and when our deepest secrets show up breathing fire.” Sounds great. It started yesterday and runs until April 14th. Starts at 8 PM.

Hole in the Wall – Friendly Savages, Sweet Pea and Sunrise Capital backing up headliners MaryAnn & The Revival Band. $5 gets you in! Doors at 8:30 PM.

SATURDAY

Stubb’s – This one is already sold out, so hopefully you’ve got tickets at this point. If not, good luck getting to see Young the Giant backed up by Grouplove. Doors at 7 PM. They’re doing a second night on Sunday (it’s also sold out).

Uptown Marble Theatre – No rest for Austin blues queen Carolyn Wonderland. Doors at 8 PM.

1st Down and Stassney – Kanude comes ’round again. Doors at 9 PM.

Gruene Hall – Fred Andrews and Honeybrowne just released This Side of Crazy, and their live show in New Braunfels begins at 9 PM.

SUNDAY

The Saxon Pub – Split show this Sunday. Bobby Whitlock with Coco Carmel go on at 6 PM, followed by Resentments at 7:30 PM. Then, at 11, it’s Billy Harvey.

ACL Live at the Moody Theater - The 2012 Experience Hendrix tour comes to Austin City Limits Live with an all-star lineup paying homage to Jimi in celebration for his 70th birthday year. Featuring performances by Billy Cox, David Hidalgo and Cesar Rosas, Jonny Lang, Eric Johnson, Robert Randolph, Kenny Wayne Shepherd, Dweezil Zappa, Brad Whitford, Taj Mahal, The Slide Brothers and Mato from Indigenous. Doors at 6:30 PM.

Nov 232011
 

 

Doyle Bramhall – songwriter, drummer and Austin legend – passed away on November 12th. It’s a sad marking for any Austinite who cares for our musical legacy. Bramhall’s name was a huge one, and the vacancy his passing leaves cannot be filled. He leaves behind a body of work and influence that will be heard and felt for years to come.

Perhaps Bramhall’s most famous work comes from his association with Jimmie and Stevie Ray Vaughan. Bramhall was the older Vaughan’s drummer when the two musicians were in high school. That group was known as The Chessmen, and they would go on to open for Jimi Hendrix on Hendrix’s first tour of the U.S. Doyle and Jimmie came to Austin in 1969 and played together in Bramhall’s band, Texas Storm.

Later, in the ’70′s, Bramhall hooked up with Jimmie’s younger brother, Stevie Ray, and recruited him as guitarist for his new group, The Nightcrawlers. When SRV decided to be a front man and became a star, Bramhall remained a loyal collaborator. Doyle either wrote or co-wrote many of Vaughan’s best-loved songs, including “Dirty Pool,” “Change It,” “The House Is Rockin’,” “Tightrope” (for me, Vaughan’s greatest song) and “Wall of Denial.”

On his own, Bramhall was a fiery bandleader and gritty bluesman who was renowned as one of the best on the Texas scene. His star was still shining brightly, and he was due to play a show at the Granada Theater this weekend. He released three solo records, Bird Nest on the Ground (1994), Fitchburg Street (2003) and the Grammy-nominated Is It News (2007). So go check those out. One of Bramhall’s final compositions performed by Vaughan was “Life By the Drop.” After SRV’s death in 1990, the song became closely associated with the guitar giant’s premature passing. Now Bramhall’s song will be reflective of him, as well.

Doyle Bramhall was 62 years old. He is survived by his son, Doyle Bramhall II – who followed his dad into the music business – and his wife, Barbara Logan.

Doyle Bramhall performing “Life By the Drop” in 2010.