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  • Special Edition Live: Mark Lawrence

     

    MARK LAWRENCE live at Googie’s Lounge, NYC, October 1st 2008

    On an almost daily basis, I wonder how up-and-coming singer-songwriters manage to do it these days.  You can release your own CD, upload your tracks to the internet, then get in a car with as few people as possible and hit the road, I suppose.  Can you be a one-man business in this modern world, selling your own T-shirts and booking your own gigs and driving yourself from town to town?  I guess.  I’ve often dreamed of getting a CDL and becoming a self-contained trucking & entertainment industry myself, performing my favorite Marty Robbins tunes at truck stops ’round the country after dispatching giant cords of lumber, a pot-bellied pig named Porky my only traveling companion.  Joe Six-Packs and Hockey Moms nationwide could band together and order my 8-Track hits comps from K-Tel!  Well, a former beauty queen from The Last Frontier can dream, can’t she?  Oh, nevermind…

    The thing is, all these thoughts just wash right out of my mind when I witness an actual performance by a great singer-songwriter, if only because the magic of a great performance tends to sweep me up into a world where the technical aspect of being a performer no longer matters.  Who cares how the magician does the trick, if the illusion is breathtaking enough, right?  Well this is how I felt last Wednesday night when I caught a set by Mark Lawrence at Googie’s Lounge, a small cabaret perched above The Living Room on Ludlow Street in lower Manhattan.

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  • Robin Thicke Proves He Still Has the Magic on “Something Else”

    Robin Thicke. Photo by Michelle.

    It’s always nice when the public catches up with an artist or band that you’ve been singing the praises of forever. I’ve been on the Robin Thicke bandwagon for almost a decade now. From hearing the masterful job he did co-writing and producing Jordan Knight’s 1999 solo debut to his 2003 debut “A Beautiful World”, I’ve thought that the soul-singing son of TV stars Alan Thicke and Gloria Loring had the goods.

    The rest of the country took a little longer to catch on.

    2006’s sophomore album, The Evolution of Robin Thicke, took a few months to take off, but wound up becoming one of the following year’s surprise successes. Bolstered by the pretty love song Lost Without U (not to mention some Oprah love), Evolution sold nearly two million copies and made Thicke one of the hottest R&B singers around. A few factors made his success even more surprising. One quite obviously being the color of his skin. Thicke joined Teena Marie and a handful of others to become a white R&B star who did not cross over into the pop arena. To wit “Lost” spent 11 weeks at the top of the R&B chart but didn’t even hit the top 10 on the pop charts. The other main factor was that he was a self-contained musician, writing, producing and playing the majority of his work in a manner that’s fairly uncommon among today’s male R&B singers. Only John Legend managed the same amount of success with similar skills.

    Now a freshly minted star, Thicke makes his return two years after his career breakthrough with Something Else. On one hand, Thicke played it safe. If you enjoyed the music on “Evolution”, you’ll enjoy the music here. A couple of songs feature the same light, semi-acoustic touch and sweet falsetto as “Lost Without U”. However, this album only features almost no hip-hop influence, only one guest rapper, no samples, and is almost completely played on live instruments. There are no songs featuring Ne-Yo, T-Pain or Timbaland-making this an anomaly among recent albums by popular artists in the R&B genre.

    While you won’t find anything revelatory on Something Else, the album is enjoyable pretty much straight through. One thing that strikes me as different from the last album and this one is that the best tracks are the ones that have a little bit of groove to them. First single Magic adds sprightly horns and strings to a head-bobbing groove, while Sidestep has a similar Seventies/live band flair. If you added in a dance instructional, it could challenge R. Kelly’s Step in the Name of Love for black family barbecue supremacy.

    One thing you’ll also notice is that Thicke has a bit more of a social conscience than the average contemporary R&B singer. The mournful Tie My Hands (originally featured on Lil’ Wayne’s blockbuster “Carter III” album) is a highlight, and actually causes me to give slightly reluctant props to Weezy as a storyteller. The bluesy Dreamworld imagines a utopian world of sorts, where Marvin Gaye’s father never meant for him to die, a thousand bucks would magically fall from the sky and he could walk down the street in Mississippi with his (very very fine) wife Paula Patton and no one would give them a second look for being an interracial couple. It’s a little on the hippy-dippy side, but it’s nice to hear someone in R&B thinking about something other than rub-a-dubbing in the club or knocking boots, y’know?

    Not that there’s not plenty of lovemakin’ going on here. Loverman’s wall of vocals and Thicke’s slightly scratchy falsetto gives the song a very strong Marvin Gaye feel, while The Sweetest Love’s key changes and romantic lyric is reminiscent of some of the best work from DeBarge and sister group Switch, mixed with a little Stevie Wonder. Actually (and I’ve mentioned this before), if you were to compare Thicke to anyone vocally (especially when he glides into falsetto), El DeBarge is the first name that comes to mind.

    One thing that will definitely get Thicke a little bit of guff is that, in similar fashion to Lenny Kravitz, he wears his influences on his sleeve. In addition to Gaye and DeBarge, there are songs on this album that strongly reference Curtis Mayfield (the aforementioned Magic and the “Pusherman”-esque Hard on My Love) and “Off the Wall”-era Michael Jackson (the title track). He does a good job on all of these songs, but it would be nice if he melded these influences into a little more of his own sound instead of making his influences so obvious.

    The way I see it, though, that’s a minor quibble. Something Else is yet another enjoyable effort from Thicke. Not every song here is consistent in quality with the rest of the album-opening ballad You’re My Baby gets the album off to a boring start, and the rock-ish Shadow of Doubt is a bit awkward-but the album maintains a fairly high level of quality throughout. With new albums also on the way from the likes of John Legend and Anthony Hamilton and recent solid sets from Thicke, Ne-Yo and Raphael Saadiq, 2008 looks like it’s ending on a much better note than it began with reference to soul music.

  • Matt Keating Plays a Show Just For Me…

    …well, me and six other people.  Or seven. 

    Matt Keating at The Frequency in Madison
    Matt Keating at The Frequency in Madison
    A particular blessing and curse of living in a city like Madison which is just big enough to occasionally attract a really great national “indie” act, but small enough that, in all likelihood, very few will have heard or even heard of that really great “indie” act, is that occasionally, you might stumble into a show like the one Matt Keating put on at a new downtown club just off of Madison’s Capitol Square called The Frequency. 

    Blame it on the Brewers, who are right now closer to a World Series appearance than they’ve been since Ronald Reagan was president, who happened to be playing on home turf that night (the game was showing on the TV in the bar, and the bartenders kept flipping back and forth between that game and the just-as-crucial and far-more-suspenseful Cubs/Mets match-up).  Certainly, piss-poor promotion was a factor.  I hadn’t really seen any ads for the show (or any other Frequency show) in the local weeklies until last week when I chanced upon a not-entirely-flattering blurb in The Onion’s AV Club – and I’d been looking!  

    But then again, there’s something about Matt Keating and his music that almost seems to invite and even welcome a small turn-out.  And this, indeed, was the smallest turn-out for a live music event I’d ever witnessed as a participant (topping even ABC featuring Martin Fry’s matinee on the Country Stage at Taste of Waukesha in 2006).  And of the half dozen or so in attendance, I was almost certainly the only one who wasn’t hearing Matt Keating’s unassuming folk rock – an intimate, genuine, unfailingly melodic and endearingly unpretty variety which calls to mind Tom Petty just as easily as latter day singer-songwriter saints like Elliot Smith.  

    But it was okay.  With a crowd that small, Keating and his able backing group seemed to have a fine enough time playing for themselves as much as anyone else; and the evening had a pleasant tinge of what-the-fuck nihilism to it.   Still, the songs ruled, and Keating and crew gave the few of us who showed up the show we paid for.  Actually, given that the price of admission was a paltry five bucks, they gave us way more than the show we paid for.  (And if you got to the joint an hour or so earlier, you could hear their sound check, which included covers of Tom Petty and the Byrds as well as Keating’s own “Runaway Clowns”, from the bar)

    In person, as on record, Matt has an effortlessly self-deprecating sense of humor, and he peppered the show with a few stories, a few jokes (mainly on himself), and a shout-out the soundman.   Before playing a song called “They Came In May” about how grief sometimes takes us by surprise, he offered a touching tribute to singer-songwriter Chris Whitley who died of lung cancer in 2005, Matt recalled how the two of them lived on the same street and just sort of hung out together, until one day Chris didn’t show up.  

    Drawing mainly from his latest album, the double disc Quixotic – easily the strongest record of Matt’s career, and probably my favorite new record of this year so far – along with a couple of new songs that you might find on his MySpace page, the show was alternately raucous and tender and, like the record itself, just a really damn good time.  One of my personal favorites of the new songs “Between Customers”, about a humiliatingly unrequited crush he once had on a girl with whom he worked a Baskins & Robbins counter as a teenager.  In the song, she asks him to give her a ride up to the local cruising spot to see if the guy she has a crush on is there – ouch!  

    A song called “Daddy’s On the Roof” was as goofy and sweet and it’s title might suggest, a remembrance of Keating’s dad who’s favorite hobby, according to Matt, was to get drunk, and sing Irish songs from the roof of their house.  (I want that dad!)  Other highlights included “Louisiana” and “Sorry Son”, both powerful singalong rockers that hint at politics without really being political, and “Lonely Blue”, a song from his first album, Tell It To Yourself, released on the Alias label in 1993. 

    It was one of the songs that made me fall in love with Keating’s music when I was a frustrated 20-year-old college art major, and it sounded fantastic on a night when I’d snuck away from my partner and kids and our big yellow house in the suburbs after dinner to catch a show downtown.  What a weird, strange, embarrassing, wonderful night it was.  And it was nice to thank Matt in person for stopping by. 

    The new record is not to be missed and if you buy it from Matt’s Personal Music Store, “all proceeds go directly to Matt Keating”. He’s also got the album’s terrific opener “St. Cloud” available as a free mp3 download on his website.

    Matt’s set list:

    St. Cloud
    Who Knew
    Sorry Son
    Do in the Dark
    Between Customers
    Daddy’s on the Roof
    Confidential
    They Came In May
    Little By Little
    Lonely Blue
    Louisiana