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Vita.mn, Pi Bar Closing

November 14, 2008 · Leave a Comment

The Crawl: News and notes from the scene

More of Maude, a new screenwriter, and could Pi’s closing open a new door?

Photo by Carlos Gonzalez
The scene at Pi Bar on Tuesday night.

Could Pi’s closing open a new door?

While nightspots for gay men are multiplying, the only lesbian-based hangout in the Twin Cities is closing, at least for now. After nearly two years in business, Pi Bar will shut its doors Saturday night, primarily because of its inability to get a loan. The announcement brought an outpouring of donations and pledges — $100,000 within a matter of days from customers and GLBT community members — causing owner Tara Yule to ponder a reopening. As she put it, Yule is “planning for the worst and hoping for the best.”

The bar attracted a diverse crowd with a plethora of creative events like Dildo Bingo and Soul Fridays, so it’s no wonder so many are upset to see it go. Yet, as an occasional Pi attendee myself, I felt there was something missing that made me think its closing (temporary or not) is a time for the queer women community to reflect on what exactly we need.

Pi was founded to bring gay women together, but its awkwardly large, open rooms meant that the varied lez cliques — whether bike dykes, “L Word” lesbians, bi-curious, transgender, fem, butch or any other over-generalized term — tended to stay isolated.

“Fact of the matter is, people don’t get along with one another,” Yule said. “There’s only one weekend when all can get along, and that’s Pride. Otherwise it’s kind of like the jocks and the T-birds.”

In a perfect world, I would fuse Pi with “Twilight: A Queer Women’s Night,” held at the Kitty Cat Klub in Dinkytown on the second Friday of each month. Ladies from all over the state lounge on cozy couches tucked in private corners, appreciate the flatteringly low lighting, get wild on the comfortably crowded dance floor and make conversation with strangers while hovering around the bar. The cover and drink prices are not ideal, but what “Twilight” offers is unlike any other option for Minnesota gay women: a social gathering that makes socializing easy.

Why can’t we have that kind of option every night? Blend “Twilight’s” atmosphere, comfortable furniture and charm with Pi’s multiple rooms, yummy tater tots and free parking. Add in nightly drink specials or take away the cover while continuing to host unique themed events, GLBT-friendly shows and charity benefits, and women will be much more likely to splurge on a ladies’ night. In the end, we all just want to hang out and feel good about ourselves and our community. To be disgustingly cliché — girls just wanna have fun.

Thursday: Dildo Bingo, 7 p.m. Friday: Maria Isa & Kredentials, $5, 9 p.m. Saturday: A blowout featuring various DJs from the club’s history, $5.

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City Pages, Triple Rock’s month of Lady DJs

November 12, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Triple Rock puts a new spin on Ladies Night

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Written by Amber Schadewald

Just like skateboarding or playing football, girls doing supposed “boy things” is way hot and a refreshing flip of the gender card. DJing is one such activity that, at least in our city, seems to be overruled by male hands. Thankfully, this month The Triple Rock Social Club has paired up with Burlesque of North America design crew and turned the weekly “Triple Double” 2-4-1 night into a showcase of the top lady DJs in the city. Each Tuesday will feature three women, most of whom are not only excited to spin, but to meet the other fine ladies who share their passion.

Tuesday, November 11

TenderCakes say they’ve been playing more “house-y, electro remixes” lately, but in general the redheaded sisters like mixing together old with new. “We like playing stuff the crowd will know—not obscure tracks that are blowin’ up on the internet.” Excited about female DJs getting the spotlight, TenderCakes say they’re especially excited to hear some women they have yet to meet.

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TenderCakes photo by Digital Crush.

Lenka Paris grew up in Czech Republic and has been DJing her wide range of disco, funk, new wave and old school hip-hop since 1994. In recent years, Paris thinks the DJ scene has become much more female friendly. “It used to be all about looks. If a woman was hired to DJ, she was expected to dress super sexy,” she says. “When I DJ, I wear very comfortable clothing.”

Spinning big bass, house and UK Garage, AJent Orange is basically attuned to anything with a rolling bass line. DJing for 11 years, AJent Orange considers herself classically trained with a few tricks. “I think there need to be more women in the scene with a solid foundation,” she says, referring to the basic two table and mixer set up, not the modern technology which can make almost anyone a DJ. “I don’t want all of us girls to break through just because we’re girls. I want it to be because we’re good, if not better than the dudes.”
Tuesday, November 18

“I love Bobby Brown,” laughs DJ Cardboard Kitten. “And old Janet Jackson.” Ranging from old school hip-hop to early ’90s R&B, Kitten plays a good dance-party soundtrack. She may not be a technical DJ, but you’re bound to hear at least seven songs you love during her set. At the Triple Rock she plans on putting together an all female track list.
Also playing: Lisa McGrath, Double Trouble and Jodi G.
Tuesday, November 25

Jen Downham, her mother Joan Downham and their friend Ali Lozoff may play completely different styles, but Jen says they have the same musical value system. All connected to a non-commercial radio station, Jen hosted “The Groove Garden” on KFAI for 15 years, Joan plays folk music on a Grand Rapids station and Lozoff works at The Current. As for female DJs in the Twin Cities, Jen says, “We’ve been around for a long time. It’s nice to come together as a force.”

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City Pages- My Brightest Diamond/Clare & The Reasons review

November 11, 2008 · Leave a Comment

My Brightest Diamond show at the Cedar was a tearjerker

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My Brightest Diamond
November 9 @The Cedar
w/Clare & The Reasons

As the house lights went up, the guy seated behind me said it the best, “I could live on shows like these. No food. No nothing. Well, maybe a cup of coffee.” And I completely agree (sub chocolate chip cookies for coffee). Tears welting in my eyes and a nerdy smile on my face during the entirety of the show, both My Brightest Diamond and opener Clare & The Reasons were incredible and awe inspiring for life ahead.

A cold night outside the Cedar, it wasn’t much warmer inside. Thankfully it wasn’t a factor when listening to the lovely Clare and The Reasons, as she cooed at the crowd with French sounding melodies, drenched in perfect harmony. Clare herself has a sort of antique voice that beautifully cascades over the accompaniment of violins, cello, bass, xylophone and her own guitar. Dressed in all red, the four onstage were silly and sweet, telling jokes and winking. Their finest song, “Pluton”, was told like a floating bedtime story, with Clare’s lyrics whispering as the room darkened. With some added “big budget special effects”, little lights attached to Clare’s leg and the Reasons’ mic stands blinked like stars.

Ditching the red, the familiar faces of the “Reasons” took the stage dressed in black and white New Year’s Eve attire, this time accompanied by the wonderfully mysterious Shara Worden, a.k.a. My Brightest Diamond. “Golden Star” was her first song, which no doubt gave me goose bumps and watery eyes. With a satchel full of untold wisdoms in her voice, Worden conveys such deep emotion through not just her mouth, but her eyes and even her hands. Staring into the small audience, she twisted her hands and arms like a reed in the wind, letting the melodic strings direct her movements. It looked as though she was performing magic.

Worden rotated playing songs between the two MBD albums, strumming her guitar and spinning in circles. Songs like “To Pluto’s Moon” offered awesome combinations of raw electric guitar and delicate orchestral sounds, while others such as “The Gentlest Gentleman” showed a softer, more sensitive side, minus the crazy. Like her majestic and wild Gypsy blood, Worden’s songs seem to have some supernatural, spell casting qualities to them, winding your brain around the tinkering instruments and riveting vocals. During “Dragonfly”, I could almost see the insect flying overhead.

Before starting “From the Top of the World”, Worden explained her inspiration in creating the song, noting a fairytale about a boy and his horse. While telling it, The Reasons added in sound effects for the wind, and even calling seagulls. The show also included a magic trick from Reason, Olivier, complete with glitter. The set ended with a wonderful puppet show side stage. Shadow puppets to actual puppets, the Reasons illustrated a beautiful love story as Worden sang their tale to romantic guitar

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Downtown Journal, The Deer Man

November 10, 2008 · 1 Comment

photo by eli hamannBy Amber Schadewald

A doe, a regular by the Stone Arch Bridge, eats some apples near Darrell Ayers.

The Deer Man

Though he may not be a fairytale princess, Darrell Ayers is a Minneapolis version of the classic Snow White character. A kind voice and an open hand, Ayers has animal friends of all shapes and sizes.

“Food makes all the animals friendly,” he said, bending down to feed a peanut to the brave squirrel at his feet.

Almost five years ago, Ayers spotted a unique orange-colored goose and after bringing it fowlfriendly treats, has since been able to entice it over with a simple call. Commonly mooching for crumbs, squirrels and birds may be a bit easier to win over than most forest creatures, but it’s Ayers’ relationship with an animal a bit more his size that turns heads every day in Father Hennepin Bluffs Park — a young white-tailed deer.

Just near the Stone Arch Bridge, Ayers meets this particular doe every evening after work with a bag of apples, a pile of cracked corn and a bushel of wild grapes. The doe nibbles on her dinner with Ayers standing by, usually just an arm’s reach away. An obvious sense of trust between the two, the deer will even nab the fruit straight from his hand.

Fascinating city dwellers with its calm demeanor, this particular deer has caught the attention of many park visitors and their cameras as well. Take a walk any evening and like clockwork, the people friendly animal can be spotted within the park, grazing, as it unknowingly becomes the focus of cameras, dogs and children.

“She is very photogenic,” said Brian Carroll, another park regular who has taken a special liking to the deer, who like Ayers, can’t resist making daily visits. “Hundreds of people have seen her and it makes their day.”

Carroll once overheard someone thank the deer for the good “energy.”

“It’s an amazing shared experience. People come into the park and they’re in a thousand different worlds,” he said. “And then they see the deer, and the public and nature come together.”

Ayers’ interaction with the deer started in the summer of 2007, when she was still a fawn and in the company of her mother and sibling. After discovering their living space just outside the St. Anthony Falls Lab in the Xcel Energy Water Power Park, Ayers began bringing down food for the family. In his opinion, the deer seemed somewhat trapped. The river on one side, a fence on the other, the animals was in a protected, yet very limited area.

“We [humans] keep taking away their natural habitat, meaning [deer] don’t have what they need to live,” he said. “So we should help out.”

Ayers continued to feed the three deer until November when they simply disappeared; first the mother and one fawn, followed two weeks later by the second fawn. Ayers suspects the bulldozers and construction of the outdoor stream lab forced them to find a new home. It wasn’t until the following summer he spotted the current deer now living in Father Hennepin.

Both Ayers and Carroll agree the urban park isn’t the best habitat for the animal, noting that she is once again, “stuck geographically” between roads, businesses and a river. Nicole Wallace, a member of the wildlife staff at Wildlife Rescue and Rehabilitation says she’s not surprised by its chosen home.

“Deer are very urban animals,” she said, noting that as long as there is some kind of fragmented forest, they can survive. “Deer live around people all the time.” Wallace says the possibility of relocating the deer is out of the question. Transporting deer is far too stressful for their bodies and most attempts end with the animal battering itself or even dying.

Beyond location, Carroll’s main concern is the deer’s health; specifically a swollen front knee and the possibility of an injured, now healing, back leg. These possible injuries are what drove both him and Ayers to contact the Department of Natural Resources, asking for a little help.

“My interest is not to feed the deer, but to give it a head start for winter, to make sure it’s in good shape,” Carroll said. He envisions providing the animal with some sort of supplements or vitamins to help it heal and then on be able to take care of itself. Ayers on the other hand, just wishes the DNR would put up a feeder in the park.

“If we had an auto feeder, I wouldn’t have to come down everyday,” he said, key word being “have.” His commitment to the deer is relentless; his only concern is cold winter weather. Wallace agrees the deer’s health can rebound with a combination of time and a little human help.

“A lot of deer can heal and rejoin nature with the support of a feed station,” she says.

Bryan Lueth, the DNR’s North Metro Area Wildlife Manager, says there’s no possibility of a feeder.

“We don’t feed deer at all,” he said. “She’s already survived one winter on her own. How much do we want to intervene? Is feeding wild animals a great idea?”

When asked this question, Ayers simply shrugs. “She can leave whenever she wants,” he says. “And yes, she can survive if we didn’t help.”

While the DNR may not offer assistance, Ayers’ and Carroll’s care for the animal will continue. Brad Johnson, chief of Park Police in the area, says as long as there are no complaints about the deer, the department will not get involved. The park does not have any rules or laws about feeding the animal.

“I’ll just have to invest in a warmer hat,” Carroll joked. He and Ayers are currently trying to figure out a rotating feed plan.

Calm and gentle, this special deer has a host of friends who make visits and she has even earned the nickname of “Belle” by Don, a local homeless man who would spend hours with her in the park. An unusual pair of friends, there’s no denying the bond between Ayers and Belle, and even as he walks to his car, she follows.

“Hey there,” he said, turning around. “See ya tomorrow.”

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City Pages, Solid Gold feature

November 10, 2008 · Leave a Comment

The Future of Retro

Solid Gold pin down a sound that’s so old, it’s new

By Amber Schadewald

Published on November 03, 2008 at 2:42pm

In a carnival of faux-vintage scarves, hideously sexy sunglasses, and whatever else is unconsciously trendy, the SXSW 2007 crowd was a hipster fashion show at its best, but Solid Gold opted out of the scene completely and went for a more classic look—the mariachi band. Donning heeled boots, puffy shirts, and super-tight black suits, the three amigos sweltered in the Austin heat.

Time- and genre-benders Solid Gold

“There were three rules for the week,” band member Zach Coulter explains. “You couldn’t pass up free food, beer, or take off your mariachi suit.”

Coulter, Matt Locher, and Adam Hurlburt stuck to their promise and found themselves suffering clothing-inflicted bruises, taking street naps, and even swimming in a pool that was closed for health reasons.

“When I finally got home and put on a pair of jeans, it felt like I was wearing the finest woven silk,” Coulter remembers.

Out of the suits and back in Minneapolis, Solid Gold has since added two members, slide guitarist Shon Troth and drummer Adam Peterson, thereby solidifying their sound into the incredible ride it is today. Listening to Solid Gold’s electric, psychedelic, and simultaneously stable rock is like inhaling and exhaling at the same time.

Straight off a plane from New York, all but Peterson gather downtown at Barrio on a Monday night to sip some tequila and discuss the band’s current state of mind. After several years of reconfiguring, Solid Gold are finally feeling like their name fits and releasing their debut full-length, Bodies of Water.

“We’re finally hurdling that hump,” Coulter says with a smile and a sigh.

Blending and braiding a multitude of sounds, Bodies of Water features organ melodies with anxious guitar, fueling bass lines, and technologic input. The tracks are an invigorating IV of straight serotonin, providing a sense of musical ecstasy you can enjoy up or down.

With a rainbow of pills on their show posters (which Coulter says is just their version of coloring Easter eggs), pictures of fat guys in capes, and their sometimes-strange stage apparel, the guys say they’re just trying to play off “the absurdity of it all,” the “all” referring mostly to their jobs as musicians. Coulter says that while they’re not necessarily interested in writing party songs, they don’t need to keep a serious edge on every aspect.

“During the last 10 years, everybody and their mom have been in a band. We’re just taking it with a grain of salt and having fun with it,” says Hurlburt.

Born in Madison, Wisconsin, Solid Gold eventually exhausted their opportunities in the small city and headed west to play with Twin Cities friends Digitata, Building Better Bombs, and Mystery Palace. More recently, the five-piece have been traveling internationally, finding success in Iceland and, most notably, London.

“[In London] I think people are more eager to listen to something that’s unlike everything else,” Hurlburt says, which is exactly what Solid Gold are trying to be—different. Although they may have influences from the past, the band members say they are by no means attempting to be any sort of decade revival.

“We never sat down and decided what kind of music we wanted to play,” says Locher, who places their music into his made-up “retro-future” genre. “With some bands, that’s just so obvious. We just play what we feel.”

Changing things up at all times, Locher, Hurlburt, and Coulter often play each other’s instruments, taking advantage of their varying abilities to create otherwise unexpected sounds. Locher says the limitations in his music-theory knowledge make him “play really weird shit” and helps to keep their work versatile.

“We like to keep switching things up. We’ll probably change it again next year. Maybe add in a choir of dolphins or a clown singing a cappella,” Coulter says, while singing along to a Junior Senior remix playing in the restaurant.

Happy to be home and back in the company of their girlfriends, the group agree they are “very communal,” an extended family that gets along better than most actual families. But like any true brothers, the guys admit they can fight like siblings, too.

“Most recently we fought about sandwiches. I got a full beer can thrown at me because of it,” Hurlburt says to Coulter, who simply smirks. He must have deserved it.

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City Pages, Economy Team feature

November 10, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Quirky locals Economy Team release debut album

Also, they’ve begun a search for the world’s first gear-toting groupie

By Amber Schadewald

Published on September 15, 2008 at 4:16pm

Staring out from behind glass eyes and stale fur, mounted zebra and wildebeest heads hang eerily over the members of Economy Team as they pose uncomfortably in the creepy basement of a taxidermist. In what seems like the makings of a low-budget horror movie, the band members poke around the hundreds of preserved critters, finding hyenas, lemurs, and baboons to be photographed alongside. In the perfect place for their first band photo shoot, they each put an accordion on their lap and frown prettily.

“He [the taxidermist] completely opened up my mind on weirdoes,” says guitarist and vocalist Ed Holnberg, who came up with the idea to visit the animal purgatory. “How does that guy meet women? ‘Hi, I stuff animals, what do you do?’”

The other two members, bassist Ted Johnson and drummer Dylan Goudrt, both agree that it was one of the strangest things they’ve ever experienced—but after meeting these guys, that’s somewhat hard to believe. Sitting in Holnberg’s living room amongst a collection of Mexican wrestling masks and posters peeling off the walls, we discussed the band’s oddities as they ate tropical-flavored Dots and smoked an endless supply of cigarettes.

Art high school buddies, the three guys have been playing together in various forms for six years, at one point under the name “the Moms.” Their current gig, Economy Team, has been their focus for two years and they’re finally releasing their full-length debut, Kiss and Fondle. Ask them what kind of music they play, and the answer is a little hazy.

“Emo math rock,” says Johnson with a smirk as Holnberg begs me not to write it.

“I’d say we’re an energy-technical-rock three-piece,” Holnberg says.

“Donkey flavor,” Goudrt chimes in.

“Or wolf rock,” Holnberg adds, which he clarifies as “butt rock you can actually listen to.”

Perhaps definition-inept, Economy Team have a sound that’s a stellar combination of ravenous guitar with thoroughly thought-out bass lines and complementary percussion. After a listen of any length it’s hard to believe only three sets of hands are able to make such a full sound. A tight-knit threesome, they leave no black holes and are continually keeping the listener’s attention with embedded, jagged hooks.

Audible influences from ’80s rock stream through the sometimes-sinister guitar riffs and Holnberg’s flexible vocals, but as for influences, the band give due credit to dragons, lightning bolts, and space ships.

With a handful of perfectionist tendencies, the group members say they don’t mind taking their time during the writing process (one song took six months to finish). Musicians since they were preschoolers, they took years of formal lessons that have influenced them to think on the technical side.

“We’re really technical in our writing and that’s why I think a lot of other musicians like our music. But we have fans ranging from old white men to young girls—we haven’t found a specific fan group,” Holnberg says, his wild blond hair tangled in strange forms on his head.

After the three have finished writing their parts, Holnberg ties up the song with his vocals, always keeping them slightly ambiguous and sketchy. Words poke out occasionally, but his lyrics aren’t meant for sloppy sing-alongs. Holnberg prefers his lyrics to be a little mysterious; he tells stories with slurs and gruff whines.

“We don’t even know what he’s saying,” Goudrt says, slouching back in the owl-decorated recliner, puffing on his cigarette, hiding behind his aviators. “Actually, I don’t even know our song names.”

Incorporating robots, monsters, and dinosaurs, Holnberg’s lyrics are anything but serious and real. One song is a horror story about a man who kidnaps women and taxidermies them. The major melodies distract the listener from the severity, mocking with a false sense of security.

“I hate singing social metaphors and shit like that,” he says. “On first listen you may like the song for how it sounds and then when you know what it’s about, it puts you off slightly.”

Like most young musicians, all of the guys would eventually like to leave their service-industry jobs behind and have self-sustaining musical careers. With a couple of established groupies to date, Economy Team is still looking for some roadies. Any interested parties have some tough requirements to fill.

“We’re looking for the combination of a groupie and a roadie. A ‘groudie,’” Johnson explains.

“Basically they have to be dirty, slutty, and move our equipment,” Holnberg says.

Any interested parties should hit up their MySpace.

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City Pages, Bouncer Fighter feature, Picked to Click

November 10, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Bouncer Fighter seek unity amid the chaos of real life

By Amber Schadewald

Published on September 09, 2008 at 12:30pm

It is said that it takes a village to raise a child, but how about a progressive rock ‘n’ roll band? Mom plays bass, Daddy the guitars and vocals, and with best friends who drum and play keys, baby has the coolest parental guidance in town. Growing up in the arms of Bouncer Fighter, seven-month-old Charlie is one lucky lass.

Already showing signs of musical talent, little Charlie likes to rock out on her keyboard, and thus far, Pink Floyd’s The Dark Side of the Moon seems to be her album of choice. Parents Isabel Waryan and Caleb Pease joke that all this musical influence will cause their babe to rebel in the opposite direction.

“Watch, someday she’ll turn out to be a lawyer or DEA agent,” Pease laughs.

One may assume that the family state would’ve hindered or at least put Bouncer Fighter’s music—an eclectic, eccentric mix of edgy rock and crude country—on hold, but the band saw the situation as a make-it-or-break-it point and decided it was time to get more serious—to a degree, of course.

In anticipation of the new human, the band held a Baby Rock show at the Kitty Cat Klub the day before Waryan’s due date. It was one of their favorite shows to date; Pease even recorded Charlie’s heartbeat in the womb, which he played to start the show.

“I was huge and the dress I was wearing made me look like a bell,” Waryan says. “People kept shouting, ‘Have the baby already!’”

Meeting at Espresso Royal on a Monday night, the group slouches into plush couches, wearing worn-in T-shirts and cool smiles. Little Charlie is passed between Mom and Dad, cooing and kicking with a bandana tied around her head for a baby-gangster appearance.

With attitudes more positive than presidential candidates, the members of Bouncer Fighter are genuinely optimistic people—and it’s surprisingly not annoying.

Calling themselves a satirical American band, they agree that once you get past the corruption, they love America for “the right reasons”: its beauty, creative culture, and good people. In the lyrics Pease wrote for the song “Grizzly Bears & Electric Chairs,” he speaks exactly to the band’s bright outlook.

“Life’s too sad to be cryin’ all the time and it’s too good to be hiding out/Even if god’s on the side of the grizzly bears and electric chairs, all the dungeon spikes and shark bites of this world/You just gotta put on your good livin’ suit/Be it skin and bones with lungs attached,” he sings with rough, wild confidence, echoed by Evan Malone and a frustrated thrashing of guitars and symbols.

Bouncer Fighter formed in the fall of 2007, but three of the bandmates, Malone, Pease, and Waryan, had been playing music together since high school. The three friends were playing a basement show as their other band, the Illusive Little Dippers, when they met Graham Faulkner. Their music writing process is still as organic as it was on their first practice.

“It’s funny how we work because we don’t have everything crazy together,” Pease says, while the others nod.

The band collectively jokes that they used to be such a “ghetto band,” borrowing equipment for shows and accidentally breaking the stuff they had. Waryan said at some point she even lost her bass, and for eight shows she was left to find one by chance.

“I’d stand on the stage before a show and ask the audience if anybody had a bass I could borrow,” she says.

“Regardless, we always make it happen,” Malone assures, not without a smirk.


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City Pages, Uh Huh Her review

November 10, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Uh Huh Her draws huge crowd of admiring ladies

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Uh Huh Her
@Fine Line
Wednesday, Nov. 5

Though they gave a mediocre performance, Uh Huh Her still managed to impress a wildly enthusiastic crowd of “L Word” fans at the Fine Line Wednesday night. Playing nearly all the songs from both their EP, “I See Red” and their debut full length, “Common Reaction,” actress turned musician Leisha Hailey and band mate Camila Grey looked cheerful and sounded a little mushy— fingers pointed at whoever was running their soundboard. A knitted potholder of sounds, everything seemed to overpower the prize part of their act: the vocals.

Hailey took on the stage in a bowler hat and thick-rimmed glasses, most often playing bass and adding quirky comments only her TV fans would pin to her “L Word” character, Alice. At the keyboard, Grey sported a sparkly black vest over a striped turtleneck, her bangs dangling in her eyes, leaving a view of only her pouty lips near the mic. The women went wild for the fashionable California babes, barely noticing their male guitarist and drummer. One front-row fan handed Hailey a dozen red roses, another screeched, “I wanna have your baby!!!” and “Minneapolis loves you!!!” multiple times.

“She’s so hot I’m having a hard time watching her,” said one overly stimulated woman about Hailey. “She should be cloned.”

The ladies of UHH also commented on the previous night’s election results, Hailey blurting out, “What a fucking cool country we are—I’m so proud.” During the encore, Grey even shared some personal – some might say much too personal — information.

“So I have my period— oh my god, I can’t believe I just said that,” she blushed. “So I was extremely emotional during Obama’s speech and I totally started crying.”

A little harsher than you’d expect, UHH rocked out pretty hard at times, which unfortunately also meant Grey’s smoky smooth vocals were buried under Hailey’s heavy synth/bass and the pounding drums. The balance just never seemed right, which was a total bummer. When there was a less dramatic moment, Hailey and Grey’s vocal harmonies held so much substance and really had the ability to engage listeners.

Some especially awesome numbers included, “Covered”, their hit “Explode” “Say So” and “Not a Love Song”, which was opened by Hailey’s vocal solo. During “Common Reaction” the band urged the crowd of ladies to dance, but even after encouragement, people were still hesitant to move, their star struck eyes paralyzing their movable parts. During the bridge of one song, Grey added in the lyrics to “Sweet Dreams” for an eerie take on their generally feel-good tunes.

With her parents in the audience, Hailey made jokes about growing up in the Midwest, noting cow-tipping and freeway underpass parties. The show ended with two lucky ladies getting the chance to dance onstage with UHH – which included awkward jumping and arm waving due to their proximity to this famous lesbian hottie.

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City Pages, Yael Naim review

November 10, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Yael Naim celebrates album anniversary at Cedar

Oct. 22, 2008

Exactly one year after releasing her debut album, the adorably sweet French musician Yael Naim spent the night celebrating the anniversary with her show at the Cedar Cultural Center. The song “New Soul” has been on repeat in the head of nearly every TV viewer at least once, due to its run as the soundtrack to MacBook Air’s commercial, but it and all the rest of her songs, were met with warm applause and loving appreciation from fans. Naim is truly a new soul— as incredibly young spirited and heart warming as her songs themselves.

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“Far Far” started out the set as Naim took center stage with her guitar, accompanied by a bassist, keyboardist and musical accomplice David Donatien on the drums. Don’t be fooled — they may have had primary instruments, but by no means did any of these players stick to making noise on one prop alone. Song after song introduced an unbelievably refreshing assortment of fresh sounds, from accordion and music box, to bongos and Nintendo laser noises.

Warming up with every song, Naim’s wide smile became incredibly infectious, most notably as she let down her long curly hair, shimmied her shoulders over to the mic and sang in French. Gush! Inspiring images of Paris romance and dreams of macaroons abound.

Hopping on the piano, Naim introduced the next song as a cover of a close friend, who she would not name. Awaiting this very song, luckily I (probably unlike half the crowd) knew this secret: Britney Spears’ “Toxic.” Completely opposite of the original, Naim’s version started out with a staccato crawl, and slowly turned a little funky. Complete with spaceship noises, surprise pauses and funny variations of the melody, the song was a blast. Her voice classically fluttery and French (not fake like the original’s singer), Naim’s version was sultry, but not slutty.

Multiple songs played throughout the night are not found on her album and were simply a special show treat. Regardless of whether she was singing in English, French or Hebrew, Naim filled the room with a sense of ease, whisking listeners away to a Parisian café.

Mid-set Naim picked up a miniature guitar, which she said came in handy while working on the album in a tiny apartment for over two years. Sitting at the bongos, Donatien took one glance at her and giggled, making Naim squirm and waltz around.

“I’m not strong in dancing — and I’m not the only one,” she said with her meek European accent, pointing towards her partner. As she started to strum, the sound guy attempted to eliminate the amp buzz, but Naim told him to leave it- saying it was part of the act.

One of the last songs was the highly anticipated “New Soul”, but before she began, Naim prefaced it with a short story on how the lyrics came about.

“I used to be pretentious. I used to consider myself an old soul,” she said. But after much consideration and starting life from a new place, she realized she had been wrong all along. “I came to the conclusion that this is indeed my first time on Earth.”

– Amber Schadewald

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Star Tribune, Sunday variety section

November 10, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Thirst-quenching

The first party thrown by SURGE featured aquatic-themed dress in the name of freshwater wells for poor countries.

Last update: October 19, 2008 – 12:28 AM

At this fundraiser, looking out on the sea of people was like actually looking out to sea.

Partygoers at the first benefit held by SURGE had been encouraged to wear “cocktail attire with a splash of water,” and many complied. Waves of sapphire ties, cobalt gowns and periwinkle eye shadow gleamed in the sea of white linens at the Weisman Art Museum.

SURGE, which will donate money to various anti-poverty efforts, was co-founded by young professionals Ummul Yamani, who works for a Dubai-based industrial supplier, and Shilpa Alva, of Ecolab.

“It’s like a pyramid,” Yamani said. “The lowest level of human needs essential for survival — water, air, food — must be satisfied before higher needs can be addressed. We support organizations that take on these basic needs hands-on.” That night’s beneficiary was charitywater.org, which digs wells in developing nations to provide safe drinking water.

The 300 attendees who paid $55 to $75 to attend listened to live jazz, nibbled on sushi and mingled between large-scale photographs and paintings for sale. Anna Chernakova came to the event in blue, accompanied by friends to have a good time, but was serious about the cause. “Water is becoming the most precious resource we have,” she said.

Volunteer Willetta DeYoung helped watch over the bustling commotion in a gorgeous royal-blue gown she made herself, especially for the evening. In between bartending shifts, Sagan Schultz happily sipped on the evening’s prize cocktail — a mix of vodka, blue-raspberry Kool-Aid and sour that glowed a cool shade of aqua.

The most uniquely dressed guest in the room was Breanne Mackenzie, who wore a tiny tube top and knee-length skirt made of bubble wrap, all decorated with sea-themed stickers and glitter. Mackenzie floated through the crowd, batting her extra-long lashes at whoever was caught doing a double take.

“No worries,” she said. “I’m feeling very secure in this dress — I was very efficient with the packing tape.”

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