Friday, July 31, 2015 Av 15, 5775
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M.J. Fine, JE Feature
Somewhere near the West Virginia-Kentucky border, the portable CD player ran out of juice. My friend John was in the driver's seat, so it was up to me to replace the batteries. Now, I'm a klutz, and I know it. Anything that involves a sharp object -- even buttering a bagel -- is bound to end badly, so I'm smart...
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Listen to local composer Andrea Clearfield discuss her creative process, and it almost sounds like she's got a paintbrush in her hand. Sipping a cup of coffee at La Colombe last week, the 46-year-old brunette described the "undulating bassoons" in one piece as "dark and velvety." Later, she referred to the same work's text as "an ocean of chant." As...
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M.J. Fine
I get frustrated sometimes. Like when I go to see an exciting new band and I can count the audience members on my hands. Or when I hear a tired old Elton John song on the radio for the third time in two hours. One thing that's sure to cheer me up is thinking about the Dresden Dolls. Not that...
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The South Side of Chicago has provided a North Star of soundly satisfying stability in the melody line that is composer Louis Rosen's life. In a way, Rosen's collaboration with singer Capathia Jenkins, his musical muse, gives voice to two peoples, blacks and Jews, in a harmony rarely heard offstage. "Capathia Jenkins and Louis Rosen: South Side Stories," their first...
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M.J. Fine, JE Feature
Here's an ingenious way to pre-empt criticism: A few intense but meandering songs into Des Ark's recent local concert, singer-guitarist Aimee Argote apologized for being unfocused. It's just that earlier in the day, she said, her aunt had been spotted on TV, being rescued from a flood of biblical proportions, and her grandmother still hadn't been located. So if Argote...
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