Showing posts with label seaside. Show all posts
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Monday, December 19, 2011

Aporia and the Funky Sailor at the Alternative Café 12/17/11

By Taylor Jones

            While the stars glimmer in the air tonight, they shine inside the Alternative Café, freshly painted on the deep purple walls of their current art exhibit The Socio-Network. This collection is a display of works from artists around the world, gathered through the means of social networking sites and blogs. I walk past the Christmas tree in the show room to find my seat and casually study a piece by Eugene Plotnikov titled “Alone on the Moon.” The work depicts a disembodied junk figure who is pushing a baby robot in a shopping cart across the moon, looking with remorse toward another moon in the distance. However, not quite as far away as the moon is tonight’s main attraction, the smooth and Latin jazz of the four-piece called Aporia.
            My attention is suddenly drawn to the stage when a familiar face, bass player Heath Proskin of the Something Cool Trio (who I saw perform last month), begins playing his upright bass with a bow. Once Proskin tunes and prepares his instrument, vocalist Julie Capili, drummer Jen Schaff (also in Something Cool), and saxophonist/clarinetist Stu Reynolds join him and begin to play “In a Sentimental Mood” by Duke Ellington. Proskin closes his eyes and travels to his musical zone where he begins to pluck a Latin take of Ellington’s song before transitioning into the calm, original interpretation. In this laid back mood, Reynolds shares his clarinet’s warm tones with the audience.
            Next, the group performs Nina Simone’s “Feeling Good,” in which Reynolds switches to his saxophone and starts to harmonize with Capili, not quiet synching up or blending like it should. Nevertheless, the song really kicks into gear when Schaaf and Proskin lay down a stinky beat that would make Mark Wahlberg’s Funky Bunch weep in shame. When I saw this rhythm section play with Bill Minor in the Something Cool Trio they were still very tight, but relaxed and restrained. Tonight they really come alive playing with Aporia, shown as Schaaf channels a keen sense of intensity in her brush playing and dynamically expresses herself.
            Another form of expression can be observed on the wall about five rows behind me in Max Capacity’s Andy Warhol type pop art. One of my favorite pieces in the exhibit is Capacity’s bright pink Godzilla, instilling fear in the hearts of doomed citizens with its bright orange teeth and piercing green eyes.
            When Aporia breaks into Reynolds’ original song “Samba for Two,” Schaaf makes friends with a pair of maracas and progresses the song by integrating a samba pattern on the snare. Her kick drum sits on the downbeats while the hi-hat clicks on every up beat, giving the song an assertive sense of motion. Then the beat breaks down for a drum feature between Schaaf and Reynolds, who picks up a small, metal drum and rubs it to make a squeaky sound, uncomfortably resembling the cleaning of a window. Alas, the drums naturally fade out and leave Reynolds playing a solo on his bass clarinet, producing a wealth of low tones that carry throughout the café. Inconspicuously, the drums and bass start to merge back into the song as they end with a grand a tempo reprise. Overall, this original arrangement by Reynolds proved very interesting in that it took the audience on an adventure through many different moods.
            Being a jazz musician myself, I know Reynolds tells the truth when he says to the audience “improvisation is at our hearts,” for they really show it in this next exercise. Reynolds says they are going to create a song on the spot and asks for the help of the crowd in constructing the tune. Rhythm is the basis for music, so he asks someone to clap a rhythm, “any rhythm.” Feeling like this is my time to shine as a drummer, I clap a traditional bossa nova pattern, and instantly Schaaf and Proskin start jamming. Next, Reynolds needs a key signature, so someone shouts “G Minor” and he begins to riff away. Not only do they make a melody on the spot, but Capili attempts to improvise some lyrics too, and it’s hard to make lyrics when someone shouts the topic “modern fashion.”
            The group ends with the Thelonious Monk jazz standard “’Round Midnight,” beginning with a traditional interpretation and evolving to a unique Aporia spin of funky grooves. They play through their hip version and fall back into the “swing” of things, ending with a decrescendo that leaves a lone Proskin playing his bass, sounding like a badass funky sailor.
Aporia: defined as “A philosophical puzzle or a seemingly insoluble impasse in an inquiry,” performed in such a way tonight that will indeed leave us all with one question: “when can I see them again?”

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Stu Reynolds

Heath Proskin and Julie Capili

(Left to right)
Jenn Schaaf, Proskin, and Capili

Reynolds, Schaaf, and Capili

"Alone on the Moon" by Eugen Plotnikov 


"Godzilla" by Max Capacity

           
             

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Red Wine and Cheap Beer: The Alternative Café 9/2/11

By Taylor Jones
The room is on fire! — Or perhaps it is simply the caked layers of black, white, and red painted flames that engulf The Alternative Café’s music lounge in Seaside, California. Performing in tonight’s show is headliner Dakota Belle Witt, along with opening artist Shenandoah Davis. As I sit down to meet the owner of the café, Scott Grover, he tells me the inferno style art contributes to their current “hot rod” exhibit, displaying local artwork of classic cars and voluptuous women, both equally seductive to my wandering eyes. While we speak in the main café, Scott fights an outer space battle of the videogame Galaga on the old school two-player Multicade. Among the sight of arcade games, muscle cars, and roadsters resides the accompanying scent of red wine and cigarettes, lingering on audience members’ every breath.
Tonight, the opening artist Shenandoah Davis is performing songs from her latest record, titled The Company We Keep. After passing through the white archway of the café, I step into a room filled with about thirty folding chairs and prepare to enjoy a show in a venue that provides a very personal atmosphere between the musicians and audience. In fact, right when I sit down I meet the members of Davis’ trio, drummer Ethan Demarest and cellist Danah Olivetree. A hearty bunch of musicians from Seattle, they produce an organic sound by blending influences of orchestral and folk music. During one of the first songs called “Oh Captain!” Davis elegantly plays a flowing array of chords on her electric piano. Olivetree, dressed in black and white striped leggings, accompanies her with appropriately slow moving notes on cello. Suddenly, Demarest begins a syncopated, second-line feel drumbeat to drastically change the mood to an upbeat, southern swing halfway through the song. Further into the set, he picks up a small acoustic guitar to add extra flavor to the music. However, his tone is dampened due to poor placement of the mic too far from the guitar. When I was a stagehand at Student Voices last year, our school's talent show, we made sure to place the mic right by the twelfth fret in order to capture the highest quality sound. As they perform my favorite song “Proof,” I close my eyes and the music takes me back in time to an old western saloon, where the audience members transform into a mix of rugged cowboys and dainty women while a pianist in the corner plays a joyful ragtime jig. After their set I venture over to the merchandise table to buy their new vinyl pressing of The Company We Keep, a purchase worth every penny of my fifteen dollars. The album provides a deeper understanding of their vision for music, enhanced by quality recordings of the grand piano, violin, guitar, upright bass, and a choir. Never fear if you don’t have a record player, their album is available on CD as well as iTunes and Bandcamp.
On an opposite end of the musical spectrum lies tonight’s featured artist Dakota Belle Witt, a solo performer fully decked out in mermaid attire. My once “wandering eyes” are now dumbfounded at the sight in front of me, a woman wearing an awkwardly loose sea-shell bra, a turquoise bedazzled dress, and a profuse amount of matching mascara. Needless to say, this is not what I had expected. Witt begins her set by displaying her smooth, soothing vocals and strumming light major chords on her ukulele. However, I cannot get over the agitating “under-the-sea” theme of every one of her songs. Her talented voice is put to waste by this mermaid gimmick, and I urge her to simply get a band to back her up and start playing some more thought out music.
After her last song, Witt announces to the audience that both artists’ CD’s can be found at the merch table. In addition, she claims “Shenandoah Davis makes music to listen to over red wine, while I suggest you listen to mine over a case of cheap beer.” In all honesty, Witt perfectly sums up the comparison of these two artists. While the audience may appreciate Dakota Belle Witt for her humorous antics, I much prefer Shenandoah Davis for her unique blend of classical and folk influences. Tonight the opening act far outshined the feature, and for my money, I’ll take the red wine.
(All photos  taken by Richard Herbert) 
(left to right) Shenandoah Davis, Ethan Demarest, Danah Olivetree 
Olivetree and Davis
 Danah Olivetree
Dakota Belle Witt