The audacious early-adopter weathered a storm of "Auto-Tune sucks" moral panic to emerge as a true artist, a mirror for our culture and a creative force.
The Detroit band's loud, screeching, grousing rock can be profound, poetic and bewildering. Singer Joe Casey barely moves throughout this performance, which only adds to the intensity.
In Seattle, he books a club, teaches college and high-school kids, and leads a lot of different bands. So it makes sense that his new project was inspired by the locally born writer Richard Hugo.
Trevor Powers' new songs are more expansive and self-assured than usual, a transition reflected in this performance. In person, he's poised, appearing almost joyful at times.
Great singers aren't easy to come by, so finding three in one band is something special. The Wild Reeds' songs are clear and memorable, potent and sometimes delicate, and beautifully performed here.
At Chicago's Green Mill, one band has owned Saturday's after-hours set for decades. Jazz Night stays up with drunks, devotees and the organ quartet of saxophonists Pat Mallinger and Cameron Pfiffner.