Sunday, May 11, 2014

Jimkata - Rochester NY 10 May 2014




There’s a saddened satisfaction when you finally complete something.  Maybe it’s the realization that you no longer have a focus for your energy.  Or perhaps it’s the recognition that you have to find a new center.  Conclusion comes with the exciting but daunting task of starting over.  As I drove to Rochester for the last night of the Jimkata spring tour I worried that I had already said everything that I could about this band. But as the night started and the music began, I quickly realized I was wrong.

I always focus so much on the celebratory qualities of the Jimkata experience that I sometimes forget that there is a duality in their music that deserves equal recognition. Maybe it was the influence of my own personal life.  Perhaps it was the band’s release after fourteen weeks on the road.  But as I drifted from song to song, I noticed a sweet darkness that wove its way through the customary brightness of a Jimkata show.  It was like being weightless in a dimly lit room.

I worry that my last statement can be perceived as some poetically worded back-handed compliment. It isn’t.  I find beauty in the contrast.  As I listened to the band sink into moments of shadowy musical brilliance, I could appreciate from where those moments were coming: exhaustion, longing, and boredom.  True – touring musicians choose a career and lifestyle that takes them away from their homes and loved ones for extended periods of time.  But choice doesn’t lessen the effects of wanting to sleep in your own bed or hug your mom. What I love about these four guys is that they don’t hide how they feel when they play live. And that’s why every show is different. There is no cookie cutter formula to their songs or their live performances. 


Before I left for the show, my fiancĂ© asked me an interesting question.  “Do you think when Jimkata started, they thought they would be this embraced in the festival scene?” It’s a thought-provoking question for a band that has far more pop quality than almost any band amongst the popular jamtronica players. But as I watched Saturday night’s show unfold, it all made sense as to why their growing popularity is happening.  Certain jam bands have a way of vibing off the crowd.  They feel where the crowd is going and roll with it.  They give the crowd the show they want.  It’s almost like a call and response.  It’s like a musical game of Marco Polo.  The band finds it’s lane by listening to what the fans in attendance are feeding them and then respond by reflecting the crowd’s energy in their performance.

So onstage walk four guys- exhausted, ready for a break and only a few hours from home.  And they start by giving us a solid, emotionally charged, perfectly executed musical darkness.  The first set was kicked off with “Lighter” from the new Feel in Light EP. And as they moved from song to song, you could feel the crowd soak in that deepness and just transform it a positive force.  And that’s how magic happens.  When a band plays in a room that is filled with love, respect and celebration, guess what happens? They start to play with love, respect and celebration.

On this night the tables were turned.  Instead of Jimkata providing the love and light in the soundtrack to their usual dance party, this time the crowd delivered it.  And by the last song of their second set, a jovial version of “Chain Store”, the room was leading the way. Strangers hugged strangers as the shouted out every lyric word for word.  And that is why Jimkata has a home in the festival scene; because they don’t stick to watered down formulations. They understand that creating music for people is a relationship.  Not just between band members, but also between the band and the fans.  And although they may have created the songs far from the accepting ears of their fans, they also understand that performing live is more than regurgitating studio versions of their catalog.  Performing for Jimkata takes on a new level that is about reciprocation.  Jimkata gives the fans their genius and love when they need it the most.  And on the same token, the fans give it right back when the band needs it the most.  It’s a beautifully played game of musical tug of war that leaves everyone happy.


I think that it’s important to note that Evan, Aaron, Dave and Packy played every song with the same exact tenacity and perfection as they have done every time I have seen them.Saturday night’s set list was by far my favorite of the Jimkata shows I’ve seen.  Songs like “Ping Pong” and “Concrete Breakdown” floated amongst more popular tracks like “Night Shade” and “Electronic Stone”. The boys gave us a mind blowing version of “American Cars” that was so intense I am still trying to wrap my head around it.  The night’s set list also brought two treats.  The first, a rarely performed and never recorded song known as “Old New Tune” as well as Packy singing lead on a cover of Ween’s “Bananas and Blow”. And in a move of brilliance, they closed the evening and this tour with an epic version of “Roll with the Punches”.

It’s so refreshing to experience live music that is as much about the fans in attendance as it is the musicians making the music. That’s why Jimkata belongs in the festival scene and community. I have no doubt that one day I will be surrounded by thousands of people singing along to every lyrically addictive word of “Beat the Curse” or “Night Shade”.  Their sound is perfect for that transitioning late night spot at festivals, just after the headliner and right before the main event DJ.

I hope that as the nation of Jimkata fans grows, the band will continue to stick it out through the long tours and time away from their lives because if they do, success in this scene is inevitable. You can’t get bowled over by the friendship, delight and community that is Jimkata’s music and not instantly fall in love. Nor could this type of success happen to four nicer and down to earth guys.  If you haven’t seen Jimkata yet, I implore you to go to just one show or one set at a festival. Trust me, I can speak from experience that it only takes one time for the love affair to begin.  I’m set to see Jimkata in less than two weeks at Summer Camp.  It will be nice to see them rested and experience their sound at larger festival.  It will be a different experience for me as a fan.  I’m not sure that I will blog about that show, though.  Sometimes in relationships, you need your stolen moments.  And I may just take this next one as mine. 

The Set List

Montage Music Hall – Rochester NY May 10, 2014
Set1
Lighter
Die Digital
Ping Pong
Nite Shade
Concrete breakdown
One to Ten
Baby, Put it on Me
Lego Land

Set 2
Beat the curse
American cars
Bananas and Blow (ween cover)
Feel in Light
Electronic Stone
Low Low
Swimming
Old New Tune
Devils in the Details
Chain Store


E1
Roll with the punches


Sunday, May 4, 2014

Pigeons Playing Ping Pong- Buffalo, NY May 1, 2014

Over the past year or so, I have been seeing the name Pigeons Playing Ping Pong all over the place.  The name intrigued me, but I’ve honestly been so overwhelmed with so many other artists that I hadn’t had the chance to get acquainted with the band. So finally, this past Thursday, I stopped making excuses and decided to go and see them live.  It’s rare that I ever venture to see a band live having heard not at least a few of their studio tracks.  However, I considered this moment a test of journalistic ability.  How well could I write about a band with no knowledge of their sound? 

The only thing I knew was that the band is from Baltimore (one of my favorite cities) and that their summer ventures have them on several festival line-ups including DOMEFest, Mad Tea Party Jam, and the Catskill Chill. So, I eagerly anticipated some heady jams. And I wasn’t disappointed. What struck me the most about Pigeons was the general eclectic composition of both the music and the band.  And in that regard, there is something strikingly different about Pigeons in comparison to their current festival counterparts. 

The personality of a band is important because it flows right into the bands overall sound. And the one thing this band doesn’t lack is personality. It’s obvious just from watching them that you have four very distinct and different people cohesively creating a diverse sound.  Sometimes this type of a formula can backfire because you have four vastly different musicians trying desperately to create something different.  It can sound contrived or even desperate.  But what the Pigeons manage to do is neatly compress wildly varying musical influences into a respectful yet unique sound.

The band was welcomed back to Buffalo by a small but eager crowd.  I have to immediately give these four major credit because even with a lighter turnout from a usually packed Nietzsche's, they grooved hard. And those in attendance responded with an all-out dance party that I’m pretty sure included breaking dancing at some point. 

I was instantly impressed and amused by lead vocalists and guitarist Greg.  There is something intriguing about how he fronts the band.  He demands attention is a silent way that is almost eerie. Perhaps it’s his slightly devilish facial expressions as he lays down roaring guitar riffs. He’s laid back while still being this beacon of onstage energy.  He was wearing pajama pants! I’m not judging his wardrobe (I’ll leave that to the Rivers clan). However, to me, it’s a statement that almost surmises what this band is about: sit back, relax and rage.  That is the odd yet effective musical duality of Pigeons Playing Ping Pong.

The night’s set list included the funky and impressive “Melting Lights” that included a face melting solo from Jeremy on guitar.  As I talked to friends about this band, there is a universal agreement that Jeremy is the unsuspecting force within the group.  I give all four of the Pigeons mad love as both musicians and songwriters, but to me Jeremy is this bands “secret weapon”.  He handles his guitar with a silent presence that is graceful yet impactful.  His studied and technical guitar work somehow nestles neatly into Greg’s flowing and whimsical guitar style.

“Offshoot” is a perfect example of how this works as Jeremy and Greg weave masterfully crafted guitar riffs through waves of unique rhythmic lulling.  For me, “Offshoot” hits a sweet spot made more intense by the tight yet impish way Dan handles the drums.  His cymbal and high hat work is ace. His style brings a brightness to the band's sound. 

Ben, the band's bassist, is a well versed bassist.  He seems to picks the perfect groove to compliment the ensuing progression. Sometimes he goes rouge and gets funky and dirty with a bass line that just fuels the grittiness of a song. "Horizon" allows him to showcase that skill. He has moments of moving effortlessly between playing styles.  He's throws in moments of slap that are so raw, lovely and unexpected that they catch you off guard. I also watched him play at least two song wearing only one sock. I can't say that about any other musician that I've ever seen play. How or why it happened, I honestly don't know.  Perhaps he just simply rocked his own socks off. But that moment alone was one for the memory book. However, what Ben lacks in his ability to keep both of his socks on, he more than makes up in pure passion with his groove. 

My favorite song of the evening, sans the Phish cover I'll address in a moment, was "Time to Ride." Greg's vocal cadence on the verses are so unique that you have to stop and listen to his tonal fluctuation simply for the pure amusement it brings. The song is funky and jammy.  It's the kind of song that encourages unbridled leg moving and hip gyrations. Of all the Pigeon's songs I've heard, it's the most distinctive. 

I think it's safe to say that Nietzsche's tends to draw a relatively steady Phish loving crowd.  I watch plenty of Phans stare adoringly at the spot where you can make out Trey and Paige's signatures amongst the cluttered graffiti of the autographed ceilings. So as the band revved into "Birds of a Feather", there was a collective outpouring of approval for the song choice. It was a respectful rendition, which I imagine is a key element in attempting to cover any Phish song. It stayed true to the roots of the song while the band managed to create an amazing jam that represented their distinct sound. 

After seeing them live, I can see why there is a bit of a buzz about these guys. I hope that as they progress as a band and as musicians, they will  continue to blend their four distinct personalities into their music while creating a sound that is easily distinguishable from their musical peers. I also think that the band's sound is very Baltimore in its end product. There is something about the city's culture and lifestyle that seems to breed experimentation from its more artistically defined residence.  The city is home to a plethora of unique and rare treasure from rock legend like Frank Zappa to cult filmmaker John Waters.

What I see in Pigeons Playing Ping Pong is the potential to just go to that place of oddity and wonder.  I look forward to watching them grow within the festival scene. To me, their music celebrates individuality by forcing variant sounds together. Beyond their abilities as musicians, these guys just vibe right. They're just wildcard enough that you want to keep watching them for fear of missing something really random and amusing. So, if Pigeons Playing Ping Pong are on a festival line-up for you this summer, I highly encourage you to venture over to their set. You'll be treated to unique jams and perhaps you too will have your socks rocked off. 

The Set List ( I think…)

Nietzsche's May 1, 2014

J. Town >Melting Lights > Offshoot
Burning Up My Time >Horizon
Whoopie
Birds of a Feather (Phish cover)
Time to Ride
Zydako
Whirled
Landing >Julia
Wireless
Wall Street
Something For Ya
Couldn’t We All

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Aqueous - Buffalo NY April 26, 2014

I started working in radio just as the medium started to change.  I was the last of the DJ’s to cut their teeth on the overnight shift before computers replaced young kids desperate to play music to insomniacs and drunks at 4in the morning. I started as an intern in 1996 but my passion for radio started years before that.  My father was once a disc jockey for country music stations and he would tell me amazing stories of payola, personalities and unformatted glory. For years, I studiously made my friends mixed tapes and would even rig a microphone into my double cassette recorder to front sell my favorite songs.  So by the time I finally landed a gig at a real radio station, I was eager to move forward with the career. 

I worked during the glory days of Alternative radio (late 90’s to early 2000’s).  I watched some of the best alternative rock radio music spring from the playlists: Alice in Chains, Foo Fighters, Linkin Park, Soundgarden, Sublime…you get the feel.  The format was Seattle Grunge mixed with Midwest rock tinged with Southern California pop/punk/ska and hints of Southern College Rock.  It was a glorious format where in an hour’s time you could hear Nirvana into Smashing Pumpkins into Rage Against the Machine into No Doubt into R.E.M. Record labels were still important to a bands survival and the most popular acts of the day opted for large scale rock performances with huge marketing campaigns.

On the other side, some bands sprung from the list of popular alternative rock radio that left many of us in programming scratching our heads.  We knew that it was less than great, but the labels managed to throw enough promotional value to a less than stellar single to get program directors and promotion directors all over country to play the music. Once the major market stations picked up the singles, the smaller markets were soon to follow based on a whole host of numbers including chart position and active spins. Since most stations have little in the ways of promotional budgets, upping a singles spins a few times a week to get record label funded station giveaways is the concession you make to help increase time spent listening and market shares. It’s a business. It’s not just about the music.
 
I often felt like some labels had a “shite to the wall” theory.  Sign every band in sight, overproduce their albums and see to which poorly constructed music we can get the general American radio listening audience to latch.  In an attempt to stay positive, I won’t wax poetic about the slew of bands that had success during that time that probably shouldn’t have. The majority of them are no longer making music. But what I walked away from my radio experience with was this sense that if once someone else is making money off a band’s music the commercial viability always seems to overshadow musical talent and longevity.

I don’t blame anyone. It’s the way the business works.  Luckily, as the internet and social media become more prominent to independent marketing and livelihood, talented bands and musicians don’t have to give in to the pressure of having to loss control of the creative process by allowing major labels to control their destiny.  More bands are doing it DYI style using Facebook, Twitter and other social networks to keep fans informed and involved. Merchandise sales for independent artist are huge to a bands touring success. And more bands, including Aqueous, are asking their fans to support them by launching fan funded campaigns to record albums.  And the fans gladly oblige in an effort to keep the music they love pure and out of the hands of industry insiders that will more than likely strip the music of its edge to make it more appealing to the masses.

As I sat in those stations and helped to decide what songs would hit the airwaves, I never thought to question the scope of influence the format would have on a generation of musicians.  The younger kids that listened to the station were just as impressed and excited by the music they heard as I had been the decade before them. Where I was living the music, they were studying it.  While I was making a living playing it to them, they were becoming musicians because of it. I felt proud of the music that we played that I knew what important to the genres foundation.  But I left the industry feeling disgusted by the cheesy one hit wonders and fad ridden music of the time that we let slip onto these otherwise pristine playlists because of ratings and business.

So as I watched Aqueous on stage at The Waiting Room Saturday night, I felt like a proud mother hen.  In their music, I could hear the positive influence of my time on the air.  And I watched as the crowd welcomed their hometown boys with divine warmth.  The room was packed and they weren’t just there to see Dopapod. Buffalo is proud of Aqueous. They are OUR band.  And I can’t begin to express how confident I am that these four are destined to become superstars within the jam/music festival scene. 

On the surface, I hear obvious influences like 311, Sublime and Rage Against the Machine.  But if you listen deeper, you realize that these just aren’t four kids of the 90’s that want to play “Rock sSar”.  Their subtle influences run deep beyond their years; moments of Allman Brothers influenced Southern Rock and 80’s stadium rock tinge their sound.  A song like “Origami”, which on this night they sadly did not play, showcases their vast knowledge and musical scope.  As songwriters they are not afraid to play reggae next to metal or mix deep gnarly bass line with sweeping guitars. 

The band opened with “Gordon’s Mule” which I think is a perfect example of how they handle their influences with care.  “Gordon’s Mule” goes from edge to flow to groove to bounce multiple times.  Listening to an Aqueous song is like riding a musical roller coaster blindfolded. You know the ascent and descent are coming, but you just can’t anticipate exactly how the ride will unfold. There is nothing predictable about their song writing in that respect.  I could describe almost every song in the same exact manner.  You just know you’re going to get something unexpected and mind-blowing at every turn.

Also on their set list Saturday was, “Complex” which is a standout example of what I love about Lead Vocalist and Guitarist Mike. When you hear him sing, you know it’s him.  There is such a warm rich tonal quality to his voice and an ease in which he phrases lyrics that he could riff over death metal and it would just melt your heart. Whereas I hear the Tom Morello (Rage Against the Machine) influence in the way he plays guitar, I hear more of a Nick Hexum (311) influence in his vocals.  He sings to celebrate.  His spirit and warmth exudes from his vocal character.  That kind of quality is rare in a vocalist because it’s easier to sing from a place of emotional filth than it is to sing from a place of joy

Similar to what I said about Jimkata a few weeks ago, Mike and Dave (Guitar) find a beautiful harmony in the way they handle two guitars in the band.  I don’t feel like I’m watching two guys try to prove who the better musician is.  I feel like that happens a lot in bands with two guitarists.  The music feels like it’s a real life version of Guitar Hero with two dudes trying to get the higher score.  But Aqueous doesn’t feel that way.  Mike and Dave have a remarkable understanding of how to complement each other. They play together to create a cohesive vibe.  And that is the backbone to their sound.  In addition to guitar, Dave adds keys to the Aqueous mix.  It’s placement in their songs is thoughtful and well timed.

If Dave and Mike are the backbone of Aqueous, then Evan and Nick are the heart.  This is what is cool about the way Evan and Nick work together.  Evan plays a heavy handed bass, which is good thing because Nick plays drums with light handed touch.  I can only describe it in this kind of horribly bad poetic way. After a storm, there is this beautiful moment when the sun starts to peak through the clouds.  And it feels like there is a break in the darkness by these welcome rays of light.  And you have to acknowledge the necessity of the clouds and the darkness to fully appreciate the sun’s presence. That is the Nick/Evan dynamic.  Evan brings a deep, raw grit to the Aqueous sound.  Nick could add to it and make it darker, but he doesn’t. His contribution is this airy, upbeat drive of rhythm. 

So when you package all this together, Aqueous is this perfectly constructed musical yin-yang. Complimenting guitars undercut with a deep, gloomy bass drive powered by spirited, enthusiastic drums and a light-hearted vocal style.  As students of music that was flooded with brooding men wearing their hearts on their sleeves, they do the legacy proud.  Aqueous writes music that is passionate, raw, and hard while balancing it with a rhythm and vocal sound that is light, airy and graceful. 

Most of my favorite bands are four piece groups: R.E.M., The Cure, Phish, Twiddle, Jimkata, and Fall Out Boy (don’t judge me). There is symmetry to the way a four piece band creates music that my ear just finds soothing.  When it is done correctly, all four members of the band contribute to a quarter of music’s creation where the final product becomes a perfectly crafted joint effort. I hear that in Aqueous’ music. There’s a balance in their music that is dark and light.   Not all four piece set-ups operate that way.  Take the Smashing Pumpkins for example.  It’s not a secret that Billy Corgan had his hands almost entirely in the bands musical direction with little input from the other three members. So there was no one really involved in balancing out his sound which is from where their overly ruminating and anxiety ridden sound is born. Don’t misunderstand me, I adore the Pumkpins. They are one of my favorite bands. But I also believe that this balance is crucial to a band’s longevity.  When all four members are equally invested in the creative process, you ensure commitment and harmony.  If you can’t work as a unit to create your own music, ultimately you’ll never keep it together in the other aspects of the business.  

Kurt Cobain was the perfect dichotomy of the 90’s musician in the alt rock scene.  His gravelly vocals, musical edge and personal angst mixed with a beautiful vulnerability based on years of struggle and pain.  He and so many other musicians of that time were a product of heartache and challenge.  What these four guys have done is twisted that to create a musical sound that pays tribute to the alternative rock music of the 90’s while celebrating the beauty and merriment that is this “scene”.  They don’t get lost in the sorrow or anger that is their main influence- the music of Generation X- but rather they find the perfect way to make it healthier.  To me, their music reads like this: it’s okay to have inner turmoil, but use that energy to become a positive source of light rather than sulk in its sadness. 

I’ve had the opportunity to speak to Mike and what strikes me the most about him is that he seems to genuinely like interacting with people about his music.  I talked his ear off Saturday night, and he graciously listened. He seems to be sincerely moved that fans connect to their music.  I hope that as the band moves up in the ranks of success, that they all stay that grounded and connected to their roots.  Too many bands forget that their fan base is what keeps them going. All the musical talent in the world means nothing without a network of support from the fan base that is ultimately in charge of your destiny.

The band recently closed a fan funded Kickstarter campaign to record their next album.  The fact that their fans helped them to crush and exceed their goal is a sign that these guys are treasured and adored for what they do. I would describe the band as I would the city of Buffalo; passionate, salt of the earth music performed by four friendly guys that take their professions seriously and love celebrating what they have with others.  That is the Aqueous in a nutshell.

Please see this band if you get the chance.  If you are a fan of the 90’s alternative rock scene, give them a listen.  I am lucky that I live in their hometown.  I will get to see them as they grow and find success in this sensational style of music that they have gifted to this community.  I get to see them again at Summer Camp in May and I can’t wait to watch how people outside of the Western New York area respond to their sound.  I feel blessed that I have been able to witness the musical beauty that was so influenced by a musical time that is so special to me. 

To see these four musicians take so many opposing musical styles of that era and then watch them weave them so successfully into a new and unique sound is selfishly satisfying. Even though I worked in a market over 1000 miles away, I know that in some respects, I still had a small part in ensuring that these four heard the music that is their influence.  And for all the regret I have for playing music that weren’t truly worthy of major label support, Aqueous proves to me it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was.  Amazing musicians will weed out the bad and take away the best from it.  As ridiculous as it sounds, Aqueous gives me redemptive closure in that chapter of my life and makes me realize that my radio career wasn’t as damaging as I thought it was. So to Aqueous, I tip my pin filled hat and say “Thank You.”


The Set List (as fan posted online) 

The Waiting Room, Buffalo NY April 26, 2014,

Gordon's Mule >
Complex
The Median >
Staring Into the Sun >
Kitty Chaser (Explosions),
Strange Times >
Complex II,
Highway Star (Deep Purple Cover)

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Turkuaz - Buffalo, NY 18 April 2014



Sometime in high school, I discovered the B52’s.  I discovered them during the more commercially successful sickly saccharine phase of their Cosmic Thing album.  As a huge R.E.M. fan, I knew of the B52’s because of their Athens, Georgia connection. I liked their music and their style because it was different. I engrossed myself in their catalog of music, but when friends would comment that they didn’t get the band, I rarely offered an explanation.  I justified it as that I didn’t need to explain why I liked the band.  The more honest answer would have been that I didn’t get it either.  As I walked into Nietzsche’s Friday night to experience my first Turkuaz show, I had no idea that I was going to connect back to my teen years and finally understand a band that had silently confused me for years. 

I can hear the cringing already. The B52’s are so campy and silly.  I agree and that to me is part of their appeal.  So how and why could I compare the two?  Really, I can’t.  The level of skill and talent in Turkuaz far outweighs any comparison.  Let me backup for a minute since it feels like I’m getting a little head of myself. Let’s start with a proper introduction.  Turkuaz is a Brooklyn, New York based band that requires a long list of musical genres to accurately describe. Take a healthy heaping of the best party/celebratory music of all time, insert nine incredibly talented musicians with natural stage presence and what you get is Turkuaz. 

Every song feels like time travel.  Hints of Motown, 80’s new wave, disco, swing, jazz and the blues emerge from their funk driven sound at the perfect moments.  From the minute they walked on stage, the crowd was ready for a party.  As the set started, I honestly felt that I had stumbled into an Easter Weekend revival rather than a bar on Allen Street.  It was spiritual salvation in the form of glorious music that reminded me that “my life is good.”  As they moved from song to song, I could only marvel at how many amazing musical genres have emerged both before and during my lifetime.  I was being offered a concise, pointed, and detailed musical journey in one neatly well put together package. Who needs time travel to experience the best music ever written, when a band like Turkuaz has already nailed it conceptually?

All of my theories are purely based on observation, so I could be totally off the mark.  What struck me about this band is that although they appear to take their positions as musicians seriously, they don’t take themselves so seriously that they strip the pleasure out their passion.  So while they are creating some serious jams, they are doing it with an intense level of personal enjoyment.  I would venture to say that these nine create what is gratifying to them and the fact that the crowd digs it, that’s probably just a bonus.  


There is so much going on with nine musicians on one platform that synchronization is crucial.  And Turkuaz doesn’t miss.  Multiple vocalists, guitars, bass, keys, horns, and drums swirl around each other in perfect timing.  It’s a beautifully well-orchestrated musical extravaganza.  There is plenty to hear, see and feel as you are taken on a musical journey that will leave you feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.  The dynamic of Turkuaz is hard to explain with nine different musicians bringing nine different personalities to the table. No one member emerges as the front person.  Vocally speaking, it’s a collective effort. Each vocalist offers a variable that is imperative to the band’s comprehensive sound. Dave brings blues, grit and heart.  Josh brings soul, revival and spirit.  And Geneva and Sammi add a jazzy, feminine vibe that infuses sexy playfulness into the vocal vibrancy of the band. There is a vocal sound for everyone.

Because there is so much instrumentation going on at one time, it’s hard for me to decipher from where all the glory is coming. The horns are crisp, clean and sharp.  As a horn section, Greg, Josh and Chris offer an entertaining and engaging blend of sound in a spirited and playful fashion.  Taylor (bass) and Michelangelo (drums) support the band with perfected timing.   Guitars subsided to horns to allow the funk to flow.  On guitars, I know that Dave and Craig are there, but the balance is so harmonious that it’s too well mixed to say exactly who is responsible for the groove. The sheer level of coordination involved in Turkuaz’s music is mind blowing.  And the music is so infectious that you really should just be thankful that they are making all that dexterity happen on such an impressive scale.

Now, let me digress for a moment and let me talk about why Geneva and Sammi are my favorite part of Turkuaz.  Even as I tried to focus on other aspects of the band and the music, I found myself drawn to them. My eyes would constantly divert back to watch them.  There is a subtle onstage sisterhood between these two women that is just fun to watch.  You can tell that they just absolutely love what they are doing while they are performing. They feed off of each other in a way that exudes sexiness, confidence and poise. In all my years in a band, I never shared the stage with another female.  After watching these two Friday night, it makes me wonder what I may have missed. 

Turkuaz isn’t afraid to cover songs.  And they shouldn’t be since they do them with such tenacity. Friday’s crowd was treated to renditions of songs like “M’Lady” (Sly and the Family Stone), “The Shape I’m in” (The Band) and “Honky Tonk Women” (The Rolling Stones). The song selection showcases the spectrum of musical influences among the band’s repertoire.  But the heart and soul with which the songs were performed are a better indication of the true respect the band has for these classics.  They played these songs like they were their own while keeping the roots of the music truthful.  Covers can be tricky.  Sound too much like the original and you lose your originality.  Take too much liberty and you’ve ruined the memorial.  But Turkuaz finds the perfect balance between the two.  So much so that it often takes a second to recognize the cover isn’t one of their own. 

Where Turkuaz shines is their originals.  Among my favorites from the set list Friday night was “20 Dollar Bill” a dirty, soulful funk based tune that exudes a seductive feel while “Snap Your Fingers” can only be described as a song that is taken to church, possessed by soulful spirit and laid out as an sweet offering. “Murder Face” is a jazz based creation with moments of 80’s synth to which my heart instantly connected.  By set’s end, I was slightly saddened with the exclusion of my favorite Turkuaz song “Monkey Fingers” but thankfully the band didn’t disappointed me as they slayed the tune in amazing fashion for their encore . 

Turkuaz lays low on my radar this summer.  I won’t get to see them again until the Night Lights Fall Music Festival in September.  I rolled solo to last night’s show and sadly I think I missed part of the Turkuaz experience by not having some else to rage with while I was there.  I’ve already warned my friends that none of them are allowed to miss the bands Night Light’s set.  Their set alone will be worth the price of admission.  If the band trundles into your neck of the woods, grab a crew and make a night of it. You will emerge from the venue feeling euphoric and energized by decades of spirited music that have inspired this band’s enraptured creations.

So now you may be wondering, what does all of this praise of Turkuaz have to do with my B52’s confessional?  It’s simple.  Watching the party that is a Turkuaz show made be better understand what I think the B52’s were trying to do all those years ago.  I couldn’t understand the band’s sound fully because I didn’t have the musical library as a teen that I do today.  I see now that through their campy and silly persona, the band was celebrating a whole different kind of tribute to its inspirational influences.  And that’s what I also see from Turkuaz.  Sometimes, when we hold something with such high regard, we tend to squeeze the life out of it.  Musicians are no different.  Sometimes reverence creates staleness. Turkuaz celebrates the greatness of musical history by bringing it life in new fashion.  It’s about showcasing their studied knowledge in a fashion that focuses on rejoicing first and respect second. And when you celebrate what you love, you can’t create music that is anything other than unspoiled and unblemished.

The Set List

Nietzsche’s – Buffalo NY April 18th

JB Intro
Chatte Lunatique
Coast to Coast
Bubba Slide
Murder Face
Night Swimming
M’Lady
Tiptoe
Snap Your Fingers
It’s Hard
Honky Tonk Women
I’ve Got a Feeling
Back to Normal
20 Dollar Bill
The Shape I’m In
Monkey Fingers