The Bradenton Blues Festival spreads out along the town's scenic Riverwalk, and headliners offer a healthy mix of traditional and contemporary sounds. Highlights include right-as-rain singer guitarist Johnny Rawls (pictured), saxophonist Eddie Shaw and the Wolfgang; Trampled Under Foot, an up-and-coming sibling act led by Danielle, Kris and Nick Schnebelen; and powerhouse vocalist Shemekia Copeland.
When he played the CL Space in 2011, he jumped down into the crowd like a merry troubadour. He instructed the audience to form a circle around him and his guest players, creating a cozy scene that provided the perfect complement to the singer-songwriter's uniquely descriptive and intimate narratives.
Grammy-nominated singer-songwriter Sophie B. Hawkins, known for her early ‘90s chart-toppers “Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover” and “As I Lay Me Down,” will headline the inaugural Pussycat Festival in Bradenton this Sat., Nov. 9.
The event is a fundraiser for the Gulf Shore Animal League (GSAL), an all-volunteer nonprofit group that provides services for feral and free-roaming cats throughout Manatee County. The organization also rescues infant and ill kittens, and nurses them back to health before finding them a home.
“I’m so excited about it,” Hawkins said. “It’s such a great lineup of artists and for a good cause ... They’re giving me a big space to play. I’m going to get out there and play until they shut us down.”
“I think when you devote yourself whole-heartedly to a piece, it lives inside of you all the way up until the concert,” Rebecca Penneys said. “You’re on a journey with that piece.”
As a practiced pianist, myself, for the past… I don’t know, 13 years or so, I inevitably understand what Penneys means.
When there's a gig coming up, those melodies are temporarily ingrained in your mind until you can unleash them into the world using your own interpretation.
Even if you’re not the one behind the piano, but rather an audience member, you can feel the emotion and power that’s going into every keystroke — it’s an incredible and inspiring thing to witness.
Well, Penneys invites us to do just that; to bear witness to a journey. One in which she tests the limits of various musicians that, according to her, are the best of the best.
With a career that spans two decades, Ferrick builds on her signature raw and emotive sound on "the truth is." By adding a touch of Americana and lush arrangements, she creates a more rootsy record. She also brought in a bevy of talented collaborators for this effort: Grammy Award-winner Trina Shoemaker (Brandi Carlile, Sheryl Crow) mixed the album; Rafi Sofer (James Taylor, Juliana Hatfield) took on the role of engineer; and fellow Berklee College of Music alum Paula Cole appears as a guest vocalist on the album’s first track, “Wreck Me.”
Atlantic Records signed Ferrick in the mid-1990s, at a time when artists like Liz Phair and PJ Harvey were making waves and the industry was intent on finding the next alt-rock female phenom. Eventually, as the industry evolved, Ferrick went on to form her own independent label, Right On Records, and for the past several years has been signed with MPress Records. She’s released 17 albums throughout her career, including four live records.
Ferrick will be back in the Tampa Bay area this fall, performing at Club Jaeb at the Straz Center on Oct. 28.
The Friday night Florida Night Heat show at New World opened up with performances by Sun Signs, Alias Punch and AJ Vincent, though we managed to miss the first two and arrived at the start of AJ’s set, joining the healthy 100-plus crowd that had come out to enjoy some brews and local(ish) tunes.
You likely remember sandy-haired keysman AJ best from his tenure playing with Austin-bred The Bright Light Social Hour; he hit the falsetto notes, brought dynamic stage presence, and busted out a keytar for the occasional high-powered jam. Solo, he shows strong promise and already has a full repertoire of songs ranging from more straightforward electro-rock dance numbers to synth-trippy instrumental soundscapes, all of it blasted at frequencies so loud I had to bust out the ‘plugs. AJ still has the ability to enthrall with his good looks, great keyboard stylings and impressive vocal range, but he’d benefit from the support of a band, or at least a drummer; there’s a certain sonic vibrancy a live kit adds to the mix that a drum track just can’t replicate.
Florida Night Heat strolled to their spots at around 12:20 a.m., and after a brief scuffle that actually tumbled into the stage area from the patio and interrupted their set relatively early on (stop drinking if you can’t handle your alcohol, people!), the musicians got into the building and crushing part of the night, bassist Andre Jones, guitarist Jensen Kistler and drummer Chris Wood joined by unofficial member Matt E. Lee (Poetry n’ Lotion, Brahm Bones); Lee actually appeared on 2011’s #Immortality and has been contributing to recent live performances on keyboards and guitar, adding a fresh dimension of hazy texture and sci-fi psychedelia to their grimy post-rock n’ hard groove sound.
On the whole, the foursome's playing was tight, focused and plenty vigorous in a setlist that included older tracks (“Bobby,” “BK Outro”), a cover (Nirvana’s “About a Girl”), and all four cuts off their newly-pressed Omegas EP, unveiled for the first time on this night and available on 180g vinyl; copies were hawked along with limited edition Simpsons-inspired tee-shirts made specially for the occasion. The band even changed things up a for a song that found Dre and Jensen trading instruments, Dre’s brow furrowed in concentration over the axe while Jensen looked extra angular wielding Dre’s bass. FNH returned for an encore with guest trumpeter Kenny Pullin and closed the night with the dramatic spaghetti western march and crash of “The Last Bandito.”
Saturday night was drenched in rain and a few events seemed to suffer, though the shows went on as scheduled, if slightly altered. The St. Pete Bike Co-Op Grand Opening was moved into the small confines of the shop, a building adjacent to the Shufflboard Courts, and I arrived to find it surrounded by giant puddles; Early Forms was setting up, the rain was still coming down and I managed to immerse my feet (flip flops a bad idea in hindsight) and soak through the bottom of jeans feet before even getting to the door. Since I’d seen Early Forms the weekend before at Fubar, I decided to return home to change into drier clothes before venturing back out to catch George Clinton and P-Funk at A Slice of the Burg. (More info about the Co-Op opening in Meghan's report.)
A few stops later, I was at The Bends drinking with friends in the nighclub-like laser-lighted backroom and bobbing to some hip hop when word finally arrived that The Mothership had landed. We started the process of closing multiple tabs, and made a hasty retreat as the music took a dance-unz turn. Next stop: Ferg's.
The fundraiser to help preserve the historic YMCA had endured a wetting all day, and as the day grew late, was finally moved from its downtown St. Pete street stage to the sports bar near Tropicana Field. Pay-what-you-can tickets turned into a free-for-all walk-up by the time we strutted and sauntered into Ferg’s (because that’s what you do when you hear P-Funk playing) to what sounded like the tail end of “Cosmic Slop” based on the guitar soloing. The closer I got, the better I could make out Clinton’s head bobbing in the distance. The only thing visible above the surging crowd of bodies was his white fedora and that was my view of him for the rest of his set, as pushing through the too-thick crowd surrounding the stage was more trouble than it was worth for a view that didn’t change much despite me being closer. But I didn’t mind; the atmosphere was a festive and high-spirited one, the crowd getting down and totally enthused as Clinton and the band cycled through various Afro-futuristic P-Funk hits — “One Nation (Under a Groove),” “Make My Funk P-Funk” and the like. Even the clusters of cops standing with crossed arms on the sidewalk to the left of the stage (which opened out onto the street) seemed to be in a mellow mood, ignoring or ignorant to the occasional scent of greenery wafting on the late night air.
A short video of the night below...
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The iconic folkies — Amy Ray and Emily Saliers, who have written music and performed together for nearly three decades — are playing with a full symphony orchestra, creating a more bombastic sound.
“It’s nothing like playing to a drum beat,” Saliers said in an interview with Creative Loafing. “A big orchestra swells and grows. It’s a wonderful experience, but it’s challenging.”
There's little that gets my beer-drinking motor running hotter than a collaboration between a beloved band and brewer. So you'll understand the excitement when I got an email announcing Cigar City Brewing and Rock Brothers Brewing's collaboration on a brew for Have Gun Will Travel called High Road Ale.