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Local Round-Up
Last week’s last-minute tsunami-relief fund-raiser at the Wreck Room was an unqualified success. More than $1,000 was raised. Yeah, some patrons snuck in the back door, and some neglected to pay the “suggested donation” (of five whole dollars), but you never know. Maybe those folks already donated to the effort elsewhere. The good news is that other patrons were forking over extra, more than making up for the dereliction of the slackers — er, um, excuse me — the kind-hearted souls who have either already donated elsewhere or plan to. A big round of applause goes to everyone involved, including the donors, the generous folks at the Wreck Room, organizer Candice Lester, and performers John Price, Collin Herring, Poo Live Crew, and Daniel Katsuk’s A-Hummin’ Acoustical Acupuncture. The event, in Lester’s opinion, proves that musicians and scenesters aren’t just all about themselves and partying. They are the world, too. ... Straight-ahead, schmaight-ahead, right? This kind of jazz pretty much all sounds the same to a lot of you bumpkins who crash the Black Dog Tavern on any one of its now myriad jazz nights. Giant Steps-era Coltrane, Miles Davis, Herbie Hancock. But if you were paying attention a few months ago at the Moon, back when Dave and Daver used to hold court on Wednesday evenings, you would have heard something a little outré for such a straight-ahead outfit — original songs. From those flighty, boppish excursions into forbidden terrain has recently arisen a c.d. of all originals, cut with musical assistance from some of the usual suspects at the beck and call of the Daves, Karnes and Williams. The dozen-track disc is undergoing mastering at the moment and is expected to hit streets this spring. ... HearSay was never a big fan of Jibe. The music — big, apocalyptic, ready-for-radio alt-rock — wasn’t the problem. The alt-rock poses during the band’s live shows were. Call HearSay old-fashioned, but when the spectacle of the performance distracts from the music, HearSay smells Cheez Whiz. (As grandiose and self-aggrandizing as Elvis was on stage, he never — ever — outshone his music.) HearSay was a little skeptical walking into Axis last week for a show by Ransom, a new outfit whose line-up includes at least one ex-Jibe member. Of course, my misgivings were wildly misplaced. Ransom wasn’t as full-on or melodic as headliners Edgewater, and some of the younger band’s songs kind of resembled some others, yet the guys in Ransom not only appeared to have been playing together for decades but delivered radio-ready alt-rock numbers better orchestrated and arranged than those by bands five times Ransom’s young age. The band’s next local gig, as far as HearSay can tell, is Sat., Feb. 19, at the Aardvark, with Magna-Fi. ... High-school band geeks, get your ya-yas out! No, seriously, the inimitable Polyphonic Spree is looking for a new trumpet player (preferably someone from the North Texas area) to replace the departing Logan Keese. If touring the world while playing variations on Treat-Williams-less Hair tunes is your idea of a good time, please e-mail management@polyphonicspree.com. Best of luck.
Contact HearSay at hearsay@fwweekly.com.
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