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The way it is now

The music of Bruce Hornsby, who plays with his band The Noisemakers at the Pavilion this week, is undergoing something of a resurgence of interest thanks in no small part to critically lionized songwriter Justin Vernon, of Bon Iver. Vernon’s self-titled new album borrows a couple of tricks from early in Hornsby’s career—glistening piano work, throaty vocals, throbbing percussion—and has critics speculating whether we’re in for the resurgence of “dad music.”

Bruce Hornsby and the Noisemakers play the Pavilion this week. The band’s recent change in management has helped reposition its music among fans.

If so, Hornsby might be a good candidate to lead the movement—again. In his 20s he and his band The Range won a Grammy for Best New Artist and had America’s most-played single in 1987, “The Way it Is.” You may know the song—and if you don’t, you probably do know 2Pac’s “Changes,” which samples it. (“That’s just the way it iii-is.”)

But by the time the cycle whereby the uncool becomes cool again graces Hornsby’s early work, he will have completed a long-coming transition. The songwriter and pianist is hedging his bets on what he says some fans call the “other stuff”: drawn-out jams with The Noisemakers that draw on his signature style, but also on jazz, gospel, folk and jam band traditions.

“A lot of times we had the sort of golf shirt and lime green pants stockbroker crowd who’s there to stroll down memory lane,” says Hornsby. “That’s not really what we do.”

Hornsby and The Noisemakers, who he’s played with for more than a decade, took 2010 off from touring to make that transition in the minds of fans, “seeking out an audience that was more willing to receive what our band does,” he says. “Our band is a very freewheeling entity.”

That transition meant inking a management deal with Coran Capshaw’s Red Light Management, through which the band has been booked at a variety of festivals, including Bonnaroo and Summer Camp.

Listen to Bruce Hornsby and The Noisemakers’ new disc, Bride of the Noisemakers (a double-album, which feels nostalgic in a way) and you’ll hear that the band is not a nostalgia act—not at least, for the early work of Bruce Hornsby. In recent years a big fan of classical music, Hornsby has been known to incorporate pieces of Bach’s Goldberg Variations in his long, improvised solos. On the disc, which is a collection of live recordings from 2007-2009, a version of “Big Rock Candy Mountain” bursts into a plinking, ride-heavy scat jam reminiscent of Béla Fleck and the Flecktones, who share the bill with Hornsby this week.

“It’s more about musical exploration and sort of the pursuit of ecstatic moments and the joyful noise, rather than, here’s the songs from your youth,” he says.

Aside from the 10 years he spent living in Los Angeles—his own “me decade,” he called it, borrowing from Tom Wolfe—Hornsby is a lifelong Virginia resident with deep local roots. “I was doing something for me: trying to make it, quote-unquote, in the music business. I was one of the fortunate ones. I got what I wanted, then got the hell out and went back to Williamsburg,” his hometown.

His brother John Hornsby founded, with other local musicians, the Music Resource Center. His nephew, the late guitarist R.S. Hornsby, joined the band at regional shows before his death, in a 2009 car crash, at age 28. “If he was around, he would certainly be playing with us in Charlottesville and Portsmouth and Wolf Trap and Asheville and all over,” he says.

During the ’70s, Hornsby played around Charlottesville with a group called Bobby High Test and the Octane Kids, mostly a Grateful Dead cover group fronted by his brother Bobby. Hornsby would later shock his bandmates, following a successful career as a hitmaker, by going on to join the Dead for more than 100 shows in the early ’90s.

All this puts Hornsby’s transition in perspective. “I’ve always had one foot in that world,” he says of the festival circuit. “I played with the archetypal band in that world: The Grateful Dead.”

“I guess you can say I painted myself into the mural I was looking at all those years,” he says.

Give it up

Taking a break from touring in 2011, are you Dave Matthews? My foot.

Announced through the Dave Matthews Band website last week: Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds will play a charity gig at the nTelos Wireless Pavilion on August 20, the duo’s first show in town since 1994.

General public tickets go on sale beginning at 10am on Friday, August 5, at the DMB website. If you’re a member of the Warehouse fanclub, a ticket request period for the show opens at 10am on Friday, July 29, and ends at noon on Wednesday, August 3.

After the Dave and Tim show, Warren Haynes Band—featuring Warren Haynes of Gov’t Mule and The Dead—plays at the Jefferson. Both are charity shows run through JustGive.org, which allows concertgoers to direct the cost of their ticket to a charity of their choice. At a pair of December concerts in Seattle, Matthews and Reynolds raised $1 million for various charities, according to JustGive.

John Grisham wins inaugural Harper Lee Prize for Legal Fiction

The ABA Journal chose John Grisham’s The Confession as winner of the inaugural Harper Lee Prize for Legal Fiction, an award founded to recognize how awesome Lee makes lawyers look in her classic novel To Kill a Mockingbird.

"The prize will be awarded annually to the published book-length work of fiction that best exemplifies the role of lawyers in society," says a release. The Confession, the local author’s 22nd novel, is a fast-paced legal thriller about a man guilty of murdering a popular cheerleader, who counts his lucky stars while the wrong guy gets sent to death row.

After learning that he’ll get struck down by an inoperable brain tumor, the guilty man sets about trying to convince lawyers, judges and politicians that they’re about to put an innocent man to death.

Just another day at the office for America’s lawyers.

Grisham receives the spoils—which include a copy of TKaM signed by the reclusive Lee—at the The National Press Club in Washington, D.C., on September 22.

"Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law" was ignored.

 What’s your favorite legal thriller?

A few picks for the weekend: Nettles and Timbre, Krauss and Dawes

A few shows to check out this weekend:

Play On! Theatre hosts the latest installment of the National Stand-up Comedy Series, a growing franchise of slap-happy stage events that are bound for The Paramount later this year. Saturday night’s comedian is one Brian Kerns, who you may know from NBC’s "Last Comic Standing" and, according to his bio, was once in the audience of "The Price is Right." Sample the goods here.

Shows have been filling the room over at Alhamraa with some frequency. One scheduled for Sunday looks especially promising, with CSC Funk Band, Colin L Orchestra and the bawdy country songwriter Jonny Corndawg, who takes his music more seriously than his name suggests; check out my interview with the ‘Dawg from earlier this week.

I’ve been bugging out lately over the music of Nettles, a group fronted by the local poet/songwriter Guion Pratt. Sometimes songs sound like its writer was too preoccuppied with writing a poem that it ends up sucking (see Dawes, below), but even when dedicating songs to Frank Stanford, Pratt finds a nice balance between the two with Nettles. Dude can play guitar, too! Nettles plays the Tea Bazaar on Saturday night with Timbre (the harpist from Nashville—very cool!) and Richmond’s Lobo Marino.

Oh, and it’s like O Brother Where Art Thou all up in here over the next couple of weeks, with Gillian Welch headed for the Pavilion later in August, and Allison Krauss headlining the mega Free Clinic benefit this weekend at the Pavilion. Opening tonight for Krauss (who plays with her band Union Station frequent collaborator Jerry Douglas) is the modern folk act Dawes. They’re pretty good, but then all of a sudden gets too earnest when you really start listening. They’re all, "I want the feeling waking next to you/ I want to find my children at your feet," and I’m all, "Where’s the cream filling?" Life is a lot of things, happy, sad, funny, boring, fun. Dawes, your songs can be too!

That goes for the whole lot of you.

What are you up to this weekend?

Places #4: Sarah Owen

"Places" is a new feature where local artists show us the places around town that inspire them.

Guest post by Chelsea Hicks

Sarah Owen of JohnSarahJohn likes to get lost in the woods. If she has the time, that is. The Owen duo—the second half being Sarah’s father John—recently transformed a West Main transmission shop into a retail store/design studio/espresso bar/event space. Between running the shop itself, their creative design services and hosting movie screenings, community dinners and evening shows in the store’s backroom she is, she admits, a bit busy.

Her own art combines wall, floor and furniture treatment techniques with wood canvases and precise lines to create distinctly unique portraits. But with so much material swathed and stacked around her everyday world—local artists’ wares, warehouses of potential stock for the store—she likes to “gain some perspective,” in the evenings. For her that means walks on Observatory Hill with her dog, Madeline.

Photo by Anna Caritj.

Do you remember the first time you came here?

Right after I moved into town and I really had no idea where I was going and I just ended up here and I just kept going up. I just sort of discovered it on my own through walking around.

What do these trails have for you that other places lack?

Most people might say a museum or some place that’s full of inspiring works…There’s a lot of visual stimulation in my day to day life. I come up here and let that—not let it go—but to get some perspective on it…That’s another thing I sort of struggle with in my profession, is that it’s sort of material based and what I like most about what we do is the ability to inspire people who come in.

Has this place every appeared in your work?

It actually has. I was doing a drawing class and one of our assignments was to find branches and bits of nature and bring it back to the studio to work with. So I found little branches from here and brought them back.

Whether Owen comes to the empty trails with too many artistic visions in her head, or she takes a souvenir of the quiet woods back to the studio, she uses these walks to realize artistic possibility. "Being outside in the fresh air and stepping away from it all for a while grounds me and gives me an essential sense of clarity and perspective," she says.

JSJ’s interior bespeaks her conviction. They carry the candles, book collections, prints and art of the people they’ve met along the way. As Owen says, “Neither my father nor I pretend to be experts at everything and what we have found really works for JSJ is to collaborate with people…whether it’s a seamstress or a musician or a sculptor, performers.”

 

Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds announce Pavilion gig for August 20

Taking a break from touring in 2011, are you Dave Matthews? My foot.

Announced through the Dave Matthews Band website this morning: Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds will play a charity gig at the nTelos Wireless Pavilion on August 20, the duo’s first show in town since 1994.

General public tickets go on sale beginning at 10am on Friday, August 5, at the DMB website. If you’re a member of the Warehouse fanclub, a ticket request period for the show opens at 10am on Friday, July 29, and ends at noon on Wednesday, August 3.

Details are here

After the Dave and Tim show, Warren Haynes Band—featuring Warren Haynes of Gov’t Mule and The Dead—plays at the Jefferson.

Both are charity shows run through JustGive.org, which allows concertgoers to direct the cost of their ticket to a charity of their choice. At a pair of December concerts in Seattle, Matthews and Reynolds raised $1 million for various charities, according to JustGive.

"Two Step."

Dad country for young men: an interview with Jonny Corndawg

One of the biggest misconceptions about the country singer Jonny Fritz is that, as Jonny Corndawg, he’s some kind of Weird "Al" Yankovich-style joke. His image, to say nothing of his name, doesn’t do much to help. In addition to writing R-rated country, Fritz does custom airbrush and leather-work (see his guitar), is a distant relative to David Allan Coe, runs marathons and sometimes tours by motorcycle.

Altogether, his brand is a kind of artful pastiche of rural American barroom culture in the 1980s. But catch one of his shows and it’s clear—even if the results are funny, Corndawg is serious. He sets the brow so low it’s high again.

It sounds like that will be true of his new album, Down on the Bikini Line, August 30 via his Nasty Memories label, which he calls a "big old middle finger" to his naysayers, the kind of record he’ll be happy to have on his coffee table 20 years from now.

I caught up with Jonny, who grew up in Esmont, over the phone this week for a Q&A before his show—as usual, he sticks out like a sore thumb on the bill—Sunday, July 31 at Alhamraa. Listen to a couple of songs here while reading the interview below.

I’ve read that you tour by motorcycle. Is that true?

I bought a minivan recently. I’ve got a band and so I’m pulling these guys around with me. I’ve got a fiddle player and a drummer I’m playing with these days. I’ve got to have something nicer than a bike. I’ve been playing so many shows lately, I’m just trying to be a little more comfortable on the road.

A minivan?

I’ve been making a joke about myself recently and pretty much anything that someone can ask me about my personality, I’ve got one response that seems to fit every answer, in the spirit of a Twitter hashtag. The answer is, "Dad Country." Man, I’ve got a minivan and I’m going Dad County. I’m wearing tennis shoes and a cowboy hat and it’s Dad County. No motorcycle, I’ve traded it in for some air-conditioned leather here. Just Dad Country.

You’ve got a new album, Down on the Bikini Line, coming out on August 30. Who is releasing it?

We did this Kickstarter campaign, raised $10,000 and started our own label called Nasty Memories Records. But in actuality the label that’s putting this record out is called Thirty Tigers. They have this wonderful business model—if you have a record that you know will do really well and you invest your own money into it, they will pretty much run the label for you. We were able to pay that because the pre-order and all the people who kicked in on the Kickstarter.

What do you hope will happen with it?

I’m not really concerned what it does in the first whatever—the album cycle or whatever. For me, it’s something I’m so proud of. It’s a classic record. That may sound cheesy, but it’s a classic record that’s going to speak for itself. Twenty years from now people are gonna hear and say, “That’s a good record.” Instead of being some buzzy Pitchfork band that may sell a lot of records right now, but in five years they’d be so embarrassed to have someone come over and see it sitting on the coffee table.

Just the fact that coming out is a pretty big accomplishment for me. It’s been a good year and a half—a good hundred meetings with a hundred different labels. A thousand e-mails and a hundred trippy phone calls, trying to figure out who wants to put this thing out. I’ve been really optimistic the whole but I’ve been endlessly discouraged by a lot of people. So the fact that it’s coming out is a fucking big old middle finger to everybody who said it wouldn’t happen.

It’s interesting that you say people said it wasn’t going to happen. What’s the nature of that anti-Corndawgism? 

It’s coming from the fact that my music is a little—you know, it’s not exactly the normal, everyday music. Nobody knows what to do with it. The labels are like, “What is it? Is it rock? Is it country? Is it indie? Is it comedy?” It’s like, “Goddamn it, why can’t it just be a record that you like? Why does it have to fit into a box? Can’t it be a record that you like to listen to?”

This has been reaffirmed by touring. I’ve been on bills with every kind of musician and every kind of act and in front of every kind of audience and it works anywhere where there’s somebody who’s willing to listen and appreciate it for what it is. And what it is is good music. And again, it sounds like Dad Country again, it sounds cheesy. But it’s just so true, I can’t deny it anymore. I’m not trying to force anything, I’m just trying to do what I do.

Will you always be Jonny Corndawg?

I was thinking before I put the record out, I wanted to drop the Corndawg thing before I moved any further because, you know, the Corndawg thing was just a mistake, just a nickname that stuck, it was a misinterpretation of a hat I had, about 10 years ago, and it just stuck around.

The Corndawg surname really primes your audience for a comedy act but I am always impressed to see the heart, and the degree to which you mean it, in your performances. It’s a surprise.

Yeah, it is a surprise. I’m kind of into that. It’s kind of a little experiment that I can’t get away from—I’m forced to be a part of. I like to play for as many different people as possible and not try to be put into that box and it’s always refreshing when people are like, “Wow—I’m a 55 year old white woman and I really liked your record,” and somebody’s like, “I’m a 15-year old teenager and I liked your record." I’m like, you all are coming from such different eras and you get into it. You’re not like, “What is this guy, this Corndawg? I don’t know about this.”

There’s been a lot of trying to figure out what it is. One thing that’s always stuck in my head is a quote from one of my favorite artists, John Hartford, and he says, “Be very careful what you become famous for.” And that’s why I was always worried about the Corndawg thing, but I’m not anymore. I just don’t think about it anymore, I just focus on the music.

Speaking about playing to a couple different audiences. With your bawdy content, do you ever find yourself in an awkward situation?

We were in Seaside, Florida and there were about 400 5-year-olds and it was brutal. Of course their parents were sitting down there in the lawn chairs and the kids were up front doing the chicken dance and mocking me. And it was so funny—goddamn, I lost it.

And you know, I’ve got a lot of children on the side—I did a kids’ set. But then also, I was like, I’ve got some married songs, so I’ll do some things for the folks there on the lawn chairs. And I felt a little bit like Bugs Bunny and Shrek in a way, you know how the duality of cartoons and how they’re meant for both the kids and the adults. I thought about it while I was playing—goddamn, I’m literally and figuratively going right over these kids’ heads and aiming back at their parents who were about 50 feet behind them. At the same time, I was aiming for the kids in the front. 

New shows announced: Trey Anastasio and My Morning Jacket

Starr Hill Presents announced a couple of exciting new shows: Phish frontman Trey Anastasio comes October 15 to the Pavilion. In recent years, guitar virtuoso Anastasio has overcome addiction (and become a vocal advocate for drug courts) reformed his old band Phish, and played a three-day festival in upstate New York—featuring Phish and only Phish, for three straight days.

October’s gig will feature the same formation of his Trey Anastasio Band that debuted last winter. Aside from Phish, Anastasio has released eight solo albums that have been a breeding ground for Phish material. (Below is an actually-quite-lovely clip of Time Turns Elastic, an orchestral piece Anastasio released as a solo record, which was released as a single on Phish’s album Joy.)

Tickets go on sale in early August.

Anastasio’s Time Turns Elastic. More below.

Also announced: My Morning Jacket plays the Pavilion on August 24. The group, which also came to town in 2008, has been a heavy presence on the summer festival circuit since forming more than a decade ago, all while expanding the palate of Southern rock. Like most of MMJ’s albums, the latest, this year’s Circuital (released on Dave Matthews’ ATO Records) has been well-received by fans and critics. Hear the lead single below. 

Victory Dance by My MORNING JACKET

Paul Curreri and Devon Sproule are moving to Germany

Devon Sproule and Paul Curreri have long set the high water mark for songcraft in town, to say nothing of their annual Valentine’s Day shows and regular appearances on albums by local musicians.

But time has come to say goodbye: Sproule confirmed by phone last week that the pair is moving to Berlin (no, that’s not a town in Virginia) at the end of August. Though locally loved, the pair does particularly well across the pond. 

Like a string of past records Sproule’s latest, I Love You, Go Easy, has been well-received. Curreri’s also got a new album, The Big Shitty, due out in October. Tin Angel Records, which releases material by both songwriters, is running a giveaway for those interested in remixing a track from Curreri’s new album.

Catch ’em before they leave town at a “Faretheewell” show at the Jefferson Theater on August 27. Keep your eyes on this blog in the coming weeks for more.

Check out a Podcast from earlier this year by former Feedback (and current C-VILLE news editor) Brendan Fitzgerald about Sproule and Curreri’s Valentine’s Day shows, from the "I Like You" Podcast series.

Faretheewell.

 

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From Ruffin Hall to Burning Man

Here’s how it works: You get inside a coffin-like box with two small “buildings” at either end, one for your feet the other for your head. Your head is strapped into a helmet that keeps your gaze fixed down a long, red tube. As a system of pulleys starts to lift the head of the coffin into the air, the telescope opens and ambient music starts to play.

William Bennett led the project to create “Byron’s Telescope,” a “performance machine” that pays homage to the time when the line started to blur between artistic and scientific discovery.

The artist and UVA professor William Bennett and his students created “Byron’s Telescope” to move people. Now Bennett’s students are staging a campaign on the fundraising site Kickstarter.com to bring the performance machine across the country. Their destination is the annual Burning Man festival, which has earned punchline status on the East Coast as a bloated bacchanal that draws thousands of people—many of them naked, as the New York Times noted—to the Nevada desert. The festival is also a serious destination for artists.

Bennett’s team brought their “telescope” Downtown for a performance last week. As the machine cranks into action, the sky unfolds above you in a thrilling panorama. “Even though you’re on the Downtown Mall on a Friday night, you’re in a very quiet, very dark space,” says Bennett. “The only way you are aware of any change is how your body feels concerning its relationship to gravity and what you’re seeing out of the telescope.”

Bennett calls the sculpture/machine a “one-object parade”; it looks almost like an antique wagon stapled to the front half of a sailboat. It has been turning heads around town since showing up outside a show at Chroma Projects, “Small Breaches in the Firmament,” which featured more of Bennett’s work earlier this year. “The viewer is actually enclosed in the piece, and becomes invisible to the people on the outside,” says Bennett.

The seeds for “Byron” were sewn at the UVA Art Museum exhibit, “From Classic to Romantic,” that ran through January. That show explored art at the turn of the 19th century, when the dominance of classical art and literature was undermined by a variety of technological advances that equally drew the attention of artists. (Think Shelley’s Frankenstein, which was produced in that period.)

“Scientists and artists were all friends” during the Romantic era, says Bennett. “These were people who embraced the power and wonder of the revolution that was happening in science at the time. But they were also careful, and they could see not only the beauty of it, but the terror of it.”

It was in this period that the poet Lord Byron met the astronomer William Herschel, who discovered Uranus. Byron wrote of the experience of gazing through Herschel’s long telescope, and seeing parts of space he had never seen before. As they were building, Bennett realized that the sculpture was more an homage to the Romantic artists like Byron who drew inspiration from science, rather than the scientists themselves.

The telescope is a chance to gaze at “Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!” as the poet famously once wrote. “I would hope that it would be a quiet, meditative, simple experience that would somehow remind you that some of the best things in life are not complicated,” says Bennett.

Eat ’em up

What looks like the Silver Jews’ David Berman, smells like Coney Island, likes to run marathons, rides a motorcycle, sells leatherwork at his shows…aw, it’s the big-hearted, foul-mouthed country singer Jonny Corndawg.

Visit the Feedback blog at c-ville.com for an interview with the Esmont native, who releases his debut full-length Down on the Bikini Line on August 30. The impatient can catch him at Alhamraa on July 31 with Colin L. Orchestra and CSC Funk Band.

Going, going, gone

Devon Sproule and Paul Curreri have long set the high water mark for songcraft in town, to say nothing of their annual Valentine’s Day shows and regular appearances on albums by local musicians. But, alas, the time has come to say goodbye: Sproule confirmed by phone last week that the pair is moving to Berlin (no, that’s not a town in Virginia) at the end of August. Though locally loved, the pair does particularly well across the pond.

Catch ’em before they leave town at a “Faretheewell” show at the Jefferson Theater on August 27. Keep your eyes on this paper in the coming weeks for more details.

Tree of Life, finally; plus opera, a zombie musical, lots of tunes and more

First things first. After a long run for Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris, Terrence Malick’s The Tree of Life opens at Vinegar Hill Theatre tonight. Reading reviews for the last several of months, I’ve felt like a dog with a sausage dangling in front of its face. No more!

Locally, after previewing its season, I went last to check out Ash Lawn Opera‘s production of Barber of Seville at the Paramount. That show’s final performance is tomorrow. A sidenote for those who don’t yet know they like opera: Don’t be deterred if you don’t know anything about opera—this performance was only my second time—for the show is hilarious regardless of how they sing it.

The Pavilion hosts the very young rapper Wiz Khalifa, whose hotly-anticipated album Rolling Papers was released earlier this year. That album’s tepid critical reception has done little to deter Khalifa’s fans, who have rallied around singles like "Black and Yellow"—a jam for the Steelers of his native Pittsburgh—and "Roll Up." Big Sean and Chevy Woods join.

"Black and Yellow"

Some pop pros take the stage at the Southern, starting with the elder statesman of local songwriting, Andy Waldeck. Headlining is the part-local group Sinclarity (the other part is from York, Pennsylvania), who play polished rock with soaring vocals and driving beats. Filling out the bill is Kingsfoil, another York group.

Sunday night at the Tea Bazaar, some of our towering local talents come together for a neighborhoody night of folk tunes. D. Charles Speer (labelmate to Old Calf), Sin City (a new Alex Caton duo) DBB Plays Cups, Ned Oldham and Sarah White come together for what will be a good, great, relaxing time.  

Also this weekend, Live Arts‘ Teen Theater Ensemble opens what’ll likely be a fun one for the summer: Zombie Prom, a work that premiered in 1993 (well before today’s scourge of media starring the undead). The action—a golden girl falls in love with the boy from the wrong side of the tracks, who happens to be a zombie—unfolds at Enrico Fermi High.

The trailer from the Zombie Prom film.

 

What’re you up to this weekend?