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The Sullivan Street Shakedown

The Sullivan Street Shakedown: Five, Eight, Forty A Celebration Of Photographer Matthew Fitzgerald’s Birthday XL

The Sullivan Street Shakedown: Five, Eight, Forty

Once a month at Sullivan Hall, a group of DJs, instrumentalists and special guests grace the stage to bring New York City what is inspired to become one of the city’s most raging dance parties through the promotion of community and love.  It is simply called The Sullivan Street Shakedown.

Sullivan Hall ( Photo by   Adam McCullough)
Sullivan Hall ( Photo by Adam McCullough)

Tonight, The Sullivan Street Shakedown: Five, Eight, Forty was to be a musical celebration of photographer Matthew Fitzgerald.  What is more fun than spending your birthday surrounded by your friends dancing to wonderful music?  Nothing.  Matthew Fitzgerald has been a fixture on the scene for many years and is credited with “breathing life into and moving the careers of every performer” who performed this night.

(Photo by  John Ewing)
(Photo by John Ewing)

For the rest of us, it was a chance to see new collaborations, to see members from one of our favorite bands cross boundaries into other musical genres and to see the third installment of a wonderful musical idea from Philly make its way to our fair NYC.  Tonight specifically, Will Swank from the Motet was accompanying The Shakedown and I was pretty pumped about that.

Over the course of our meeting, I have been able to gain some wonderful knowledge about the project and The Shakedown scene from the man himself, Mikey Beatz:

I throw the party monthly.  I spin a set and invite new guest DJ(s) each month to headline.  Maybe I ask someone to play some auxiliary percussion or [I ask] a sax player to come and jam a bit.

DJ Nutritious (Photo by Phrazz)

DJ Nutritious (Photo by Phrazz)

It’s actually quite involved as The Shakedown itself is a party that started in Philly 8 years ago, and is one of the most highly regarded of its kind in the world. Now the originators of The Shakedown in Philly have blessed us with the opportunity to bring The Shakedown into NYC.  I’m working to help NYC see the potential in The Shakedown.  You should see what our brothers and sisters are doing in Philly and you can witness the potential that we have to truly create something “brotherly & loving” in NYC.

All the guests change each month. Some of it depends on who I’m collaborating with at the moment, some of it depends which DJs in our business network happen to be around and want to play.  We also receive a lot of inquiries from domestic and international booking agents trying to get their artists on our party.

Let the Shakedown begin…I attended a wonderful little pre-game with some pals on the Lower East Side and we made our way to our respective shows on the West.  For them it was The Melvin Sparks Band at The Blue Note and for me I anticipated to be a night of raging improv and dancing!  There would be no set list tonight.  A night of imagination, knowledge, talent, technicality and improvisation.  No matter what, it would be music and it would be lovely.

That’s the thing about improv! You can’t be afraid to make a miracle or a mistake…it’s that beautiful 🙂 We’ve been listening to videos and recordings and we’ve amazed ourselves…so fun 🙂 ~ Zoe Wilder

Settin' Up The Shakedown
Settin’ Up The Shakedown

I got there pretty early, around 11:30pm.  Met the beautiful Zoe Wilder, her pink eyeshadow and bright outfit a direct extension of her vibrant personality.  Met the birthday boy and we had a little photo shoot amongst friends.  The stage was busy with activity.  Plugging things in here, moving tables there.  The music didn’t actually begin until around 12:30am.  However, when the musicians hit the stage, the sounds escaped from them as if they were ready to make us move all day.  The artists who comprised the stage that night were (and I don’t dare try to describe them better then they describe themselves):

Ed of PsychLab (Photo by S & D Photography)

Ed of PsychLab (Photo by S & D Photography)

DrumLab:
The duo of Steve Asaro (Roland TD-20 V-Drums / Electronics) and Ed (techno wizardry) of the famous psychedelic / live electronic band Psylab.  DrumLab breaks it down into the strictly twisted dub elements of Psylab‘s mastery and paves new ground with what can be done with a set of e-drums and lots of SUBS.

People In Charge:
Added to the sonic mix is the collaboration of rotating People In Charge musical guests – the opportunity for producers to rock their instruments live on stage rather than behind the recording console. On this night, Mikey Beatz (drums), David Blitzer (bass), and Zoe Wilder (vocals) team with DrumLab to turn the party on its head.

(Photo by S & D Photography)

(Photo by S & D Photography)

DJ Viz:
Or Vizzie, the techno technician of Psylab fame, rocks the 1’s and 2’s, strictly vinyl, for an exploration and elaboration of the world’s finest Dub-Step and Drum & Bass. Viz is a sub-bass gourmand, so be ready to feel it in your gut.

Will Swank:
Swank brings with him years of touring experience with The Motet and a background in subterranean Jazz that stands the test with history’s most legendary saxophone players. Will rocks a growling tenor and phrases lines like he’s painting the future in ancient poetry.

Nutritious:
Is a DJ… and he rocks the shit out of parties.

Zoe Wilder (Photo by S & D Photography)

Zoe Wilder (Photo by S & D Photography)

David Blitzer:
Bass player, used to play for the band called The Uptowns.

Zoe Wilder:

ZW has shared many a stage but, most infamous for her collaborations with Psylab and the New Deal.  Possibly most remembered for her shadow dancing performance at main-stage Camp Bisco 6, Wilder’s scheming something xxx-tra provocative for Five Eight Forty so, abre los ojos.

VJ Mamiko Kushida:
Mami should need no introduction but, new to the States after rockin Japan’s biggest events for years, Mamiko’s the most bad-ass VJ here. She’s one part kunoichi, one part Foxy Brown – she’ll super-fly slice-you and you’ll thank her for it.

Sullivan Street Shakedown
Sullivan Street Shakedown
Images by VJ Mamiko Kushida (Photo by: Jp Pacquing)
Images by VJ Mamiko Kushida (Photo by: Jp Pacquing)

The sounds that escaped the stage were a combination of organic and mechanical.  At times, only a few members would rage, then the entire group.  They stepped in when the powers moved them.  A beauty of improv.  As the music played, to the left of the stage was a screen that was had fabulous images being cast upon it.  The images cast on the screen were manipulated and inspired by VJ Mamiko Kushida. They were vivid, dream like, malleable.  Over the last 5 years, since she was in Japan, Mami has been creating and collecting these images.  Currently, her collection tops out at over 800 images and at performances she picks and mixes from her collection as the music moves her.  What a wonderful expression of love through music.

Ragers @ The Sullivan Street Shakedown (Photo by Phrazz)
Ragers @ The Sullivan Street Shakedown (Photo by Phrazz)

Around 1:30 am the crowd started to get pretty thin.  Ironically, there might have been more photographers there at one point then dancers.  But the beat was BUMPIN’ and the people were groovin’.  One thing that was made evidently clear to me within minutes of the show beginning was that this scene was dripping with potential to be an all out rager when it came to the late night crowd.  There was funk, rock n roll, jazz…we just needed that crowd to shuffle in.

The Sullivan Street Shakedown (Photo by Phrazz)

The Sullivan Street Shakedown (Photo by Phrazz)

When Will Swank and Gregg Marcus joined the stage, I was immediately drawn in by the oh so jazzy horns.   Sporadically, the horns would sound off, intersecting with the beats and groans of the electronic fiddling and Mikey’s drumming.  At one point, the sounds layered over the beat reminded me of whales singing.  I believe this was due to Gregg Marcus manipulating his trumpet with a plunger.  That mess sounded AWESOME!  I would love to hear the play back during this time.  It was all so intersecting and fun.  I distinctly remember being taken over by it and shuffling across the open dance floor without a care in the world.  In my notes taken from that night, I had scribbled “dancing with the whales.”  Honestly, I absolutely didn’t need anyone else in the venue to enjoy myself that night.  I glance at my notes as I type this and there are a bunch of smiles all over the page.  Clearly, I was happy.

(Photo by Scott Rudd)

(Photo by Scott Rudd)

Will Swank and Zoe Wilder (Photo by Phrazz)

Will Swank and Zoe Wilder (Photo by Phrazz)

Layered on top of the electric rage, I loved the horns.  I am a horn lover.  Biased as all hell.  Their addition to any project is a plus in my mind.  I absolutely loved the horns over this style of music and mixing.  Will Swank was so jazzy and obscene against the heavy bass beat of space at times.  The room was filled with a very loungey vibe.  I felt like I needed to be seated at a intimate table with appetizers and a date.  And as the horns raged, the beat picked back up with Mikey banging out the drums,  creating new beats around every corner forcing the music to change with him.   I loved it.  Amelia was dancing around the room, lending her energy to those who were not dancing, which was only a choice few.  The music was forceful in it’s ability to have us dancing.

Sullivan Street Shakedown

Sullivan Street Shakedown

Throughout the performance, artists rotated instruments.  At one point Ed had left his machines to go play with Mikey’s tables.  Boys and their toys!  Such a beauty about improvisation.  The musicians possibly had on bigger smiles then the audience.  They were having FUN! I felt it, I saw it, and I heard it.  To me, what was happening on that stage was the essence of live music.

Ed of Psychlab

Ed of Psylab

As Ed and Mike’y were throwing us the “getdown” music,  VJ Mima was flashing the screen with black and white images that look to have been drawn with pencil and had come to life.  All the while, Zoe Wilder would come and go from the stage as she pleased, dancing for the audience, or perhaps just herself, in any way the music moved her.  I imagined what her Wonderland must be like up there as the black lights reflecting off her vivid outfit and her pink eyes lit up the stage.

Rage!

Rage!

I stepped out for some fresh air and more fun friendly photo shots ensued.  Walking back in, I distinctly remember walking into a GREAT beat and jam.  Zoe put her voice through a chaos machine, the trumpets would tease, the “untz-untz” of the bass shook my legs.  It was fun as hell.  Exactly what it was meant to be.  I LOVED what was happening on stage at this moment and immediately felt a little pain in my chest knowing that I wouldn’t be able to ask the title of the song.  Knowing that I wouldn’t be able to go home and find it on Youtube…it was all improv and they had won me over.

Happy Birthday! (Photo by S & D Photography)

Happy Birthday! (Photo by S & D Photography)

I believe the best part of the night was when the birthday boy was finally recognized.  Zoe brought out the cake as Matthew made his way to the front of the stage where Zoe playfully wiped icing on his nose after he blew out the candle.  Just look at that smile above! LOVE!!

Sullivan Street Shakedown

Sullivan Street Shakedown

Towards the end of their set, the sounds got bleek and deep.  I wanted more from the horns but the mechanical side of things had picked up.  The manipulations of sounds with knobs, buttons, pedals, microphones, etc.  This is a new type of music for me and so I wish I could get more technical in my writing.  So used to “instruments”.   Not sure how I define the word “instrument” anymore with all the technology that has saturated certain genres.  The sounds coming off the stage were as lovely as they were intense.  Very chill music.  The horns stood alone and the beat was slow.

Sullivan Street Shakedown (Photo by Phrazz)

Sullivan Street Shakedown (Photo by Phrazz)

The Blue Note crew came after their show just in time for cake.  Music, cake, friends…and a smiling birthday boy.  So much more then a typical weekend show, this was an event respecting someone’s life on Earth.  SO much love in that.  SO much.  I felt it all night and the music on stage vibrated it through us into the wee morning hours.  At the base of it, this was a low maintenance dance party with a focus on soulful house music.

Mikey Beatz

Mikey Beatz

Mikey Beatz has surrounded himself with vibrant talented musicians.  He has seen the unique opportunity he has been given of crossing live music with electronic.  Aside from being a talented musician himself, it is his appreciation and addition of other talented musicians that makes The Sullivan Street Shakedown stand out.  I encourage anyone in the NYC area to come check this project out and to join us in spreading the word of The Sullivan Street Shakedown.

NEXT MONTH’S EVENT INFORMATION FOR

Please join all of for next month’s installation of The Sullivan Street Shakedown with:.

DJ Monchan (Dailysession)
Chris Hall (Stupendous Music)
Visuals by Mamiko Kushida
Percussion by Stephen Chopek
Special Guest: ElaNEF
And your resident selector: Nutritious

Date: 06/19/10 (technically 6/20)
Time: 12:30am – 4am
Cost: $5 RSVP to: local@spinspinnyc.com
Ages: 18+
Location: Sullivan Hall, 214 Sullivan Street, NYC
Trains: A,B,C,D,E,F,V to W. 4th
Contact: party@spinspinnyc.com
Web: www.sullivanhallnyc.com // www.spinspinnyc.com
Phone: SpinSpinNYC @ 347-875-SPIN

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Ha!

Rage!

It was a lovely scene outside of Rose Live on Sunday evening.  It was a bit muggy but it was the first night one could walk around comfortably in a short sleeve shirt and skirt and I was loving that.  The lights were on in the trees out front; the front windows had been opened to create dining space on the sidewalk.  Spring has sprung at Rose Live!  Such a lovely venue.

Rose Live

Rose Live

I was in good company, having good conversation awaiting Benevento/Russo Duo drummer Joe Russo’s set with Fat Mama guitarist Jonathan Goldberger & Slip bassist Marc Friedman.  They were performing a one hour improvised set and I was looking forward to it!  Joe and his lovely girlfriend, Pooja, were occupying one of the tables on the sidewalk, appreciating the change in season as much as we all were.  My friend introduced herself and a round of introductions abounded.  Smiles.  Respect.  I love New York, I really do.  For moments like those 🙂

Trio Unknown

Trio Unknown

Trio Unknown

Trio Unknown

Sunday night was the kind of night where you pick out a nice glass of wine, pull up a seat at one of the intimate 2 seaters lit by a single candle and enjoy yourself.  Close your eyes and just listen.  As we waited for Joe‘s set, we were welcomed with another trio performing.  It was actually a lovely contrast to what I assumed was going to take place later.  I was right.  This set was traditional, technical, lovely.  They played a few standards that I wish I could place.  The saxophone was simple and sweet.  At times it was just three notes being drawn out over a period of time…some could wonder how this was music?  I appreciated how something so simple could sound so beautiful.  It’s good to get away from the funk now and then.  To get way from the intense energy and relax with some slower vibes and calmer sounds.  Smooth improvisational jazz.  Perfection.  But, I knew it wouldn’t continue because Joe Russo is neither calm nor slow.

The sidewalk was bustling with people after the set.  Rose was still relatively empty compared to what it would be in the next 30 minutes.  It is always best to get to Rose earlier rather then later.  Rose pumped some great funk songs while we waited.  They always have pretty dope music in between sets.  I need to get my hands on the bartender’s Ipod.  There was some funky bass lines dropped by the bassist during sound check and my ears perked up.  But pretty soon all of that was to be forgotten because we were immediately thrown into some spaced out trippy jazzy meld of sounds.

Joe, Marc, Jonathon @ Rose Live

Joe, Marc, Jonathon @ Rose Live

Joe Russo is the man.  Coming off of his gig with Furthur, he is complex and in attack mode as soon as he picks up his sticks.  Nothing slow or soft about him, he is a beast.  This was a set of pure fun.  Marc Friedman and Jonathan Goldberger manipulated every sound that came out of their instruments with their various contraptions.   Experimental acidy jazzy goodness.  Little bit of rock, little bit of fusion, little bit of space….it was just fun and smiles!   At the same time, this yummy chaos of sound had a purpose, a destination, because Joe was leading the way with the beat.  His upper body flying all over the place with a huge smile on his face.  To my right, my friend was inspired to write poetry as she sat and listened.  Yes, it was inspiring.  To my left, I smiled as I noticed Sonya Kitchell enjoying herself front and center.   I love seeing artists become fans.  Little does she know what a huge fan I am of hers.

Joe, Marc, Jonathon @ Rose Live

Joe, Marc, Jonathon @ Rose Live

It was just a fun hour of sounds being created with Joe backing them up on drums.  There were maybe 50 people in the room.  At one point I recalled the movies I used to watch with my father and imagined the Borg from Star Trek coming and taking over the world.  Another time, it sounded like bullets being fired but out of an arcade gun.  You know the sound?  In the middle of it all, Joe gave us a cowbell.  There was laughter and it somehow stuck and pulled its way into that part of the…are we calling this a song?  Every time it made its way around, there were smiles given up for an otherwise grim medley.  It shifted HARD to rock as Jonathon took us through a rock rage that had a completely different vibe then the first 15 minutes of the improv.

Joe, Marc, Jonathon @ Rose Live

Joe, Marc, Jonathon @ Rose Live

Towards the end, they just let Joe take it away.  Using big mallets on a standard drum kit, he beat the living hell out of the them and with big giant bangs it was over and everyone cheered.  It was just pure fun.  I truly adore Joe Russo as a musician.   He enhances any project he touches.  Then you have Rose Live, which provides some of the most intimate settings for some of the city’s best artists to showcase their talent.  I am so thankful I live in a gorgeous city with musical opportunities such as these.

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Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

I missed RubbleBucket…again….for the SIXTH time this year.  We have concluded that I am not meant to see RubbleBucket.  Period…and when the day comes where I finally do see them, HOLY SHIT, watch out!  It’s going to be one of those show karma moments when they play their best show ever!  The heavens will open up and swallow us whole. So, sorry RubbleBucket…one day when the stars align.

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

SO LATE!!! I arrived at the Highline Ball Room around 9:45pm after the most ridiculous of subway mistakes.  I made my way up front and a member of RubbleBucket said, “Get Ready For Ozomatli!”  Seriously? You have GOT to be kidding!!  I was at least hoping for an hour long set?  Found out later on that they had started precisely at 9pm.  Apparently, at midnight, The Highline Ball Room turns into a dance club.  So, they clear out the building and make people repay to continue the dance party. Yeah….good ‘ol greed wins again.

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

I had never seen Ozomatli.  I knew they were Grammy winners and I knew they were a Latin Funk group from California.  I had some pretty high expectations because whenever I said there name in reference to attending this show, 95% of the reactions were severely positive:  “OH, YES! You will love them!” or “Awesome! They are so much fun!”  So, needless to say, I was looking forward to this kick ass party I was apparently going to be a part of.  Ozomatli is a Latin/Funk/Hip-Hop and everything-in-between kind of band.

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

The band consists of:

* Wil-Dog Abers: Bass, Background Vocals
* Ulises Bella: Saxophone, Clarinet, Requinto Jarocho, Keyboard, Melodica, Background Vocals
* Mario Calire: Drums
* Raúl “El Bully” Pacheco: Guitar, Tres, Jarana, Lead Vocals
* Justin “El Niño Porée: Percussion, Rap Vocals
* Asdru Sierra: Trumpet, Keyboard, Lead Vocals
* Jiro Yamaguchi: Tabla, Percussion, Background Vocals

The members of Ozomatli stampeded through the entire 18-song set without a break and started the show off with more physical energy the MOMENT they hit the stage then I have ever witnessed in any other band.  And they never EVER stopped…EVER!  Just out of control, spaztastic jumping, bouncing, throwing of instruments, jumping into the audience, on to each others backs, running all over, spinning in circles…the list goes on.

Ozomatli Set list

NYC, Highline Ballroom 4/30/10

  • Dos Cosas Ciertas
  • Chango
  • Malagasy Shock
  • City of Angels
  • La Gallina
  • Ya Viene El Sol
  • Esa Morena
  • Elysian Persuasion
  • 45
  • Are U Ready
  • Intro
  • Cumbia de Los Muertos
  • After Party
  • Here We Go
  • La Temperatura
  • Saturday Night
  • Como Ves
  • Ranch
Wil-Dog Abers @ Highline Ballroom

Wil-Dog Abers @ Highline Ballroom

Man, this group just blasted right out onto the stage.  I don’t even think they walked out. They ran.  I absolutely loved it.  However, there was definitely a vibe at this show that was a little different then I am used to.  I had to put in my earplugs, not for the volume of the music but for the volume of the screeching in my ear.  When Ozomatli began, the energy just went through the roof within seconds.  But within those few seconds, the screaming females and physical shoving that commenced was a bit obnoxious.  Like when you are at a Les Claypool show and he is like “PLEASE stop mosh pitting,” and no one listens.  These cougars, yes, cougars, wanted at the men on that stage like it was nobody’s business.

Justin "El Niño Porée @ Highline Ballroom

Justin "El Niño Porée @ Highline Ballroom

So we got this ridiculous audience, a pretty tight location that was PACKED and hot, this band so full of fire that I hadn’t even focused on the sound yet.  All I realized was that I had danced away from my spot to find another and was smiling 🙂  Right off the bat, with Dos Cosas Ciertas, they brought in the Latin Hip Hop with Justin “El Niño Porée on vocals.  I was immediately aware of how tall the Highline Ballroom stage is because the band members were dancing all over the stage and the whole front row was leaning back as to not get kicked in the face. Out of control.  I moved again, still smiling.

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Justin "El Niño Porée @ Highline Ballroom

Justin "El Niño Porée @ Highline Ballroom

Chango was a jazzy tune with Ulises Bella, apparently a jack of all trades, flipping his saxophone in between his jazzy blasts.  This song was fast as shit.  I mean, that Latin vibe was pumping through my veins and building momentum.  Justin “El Niño Porée was jumping so high, I seriously thought of basketball for some time after seeing how high he jumped. What? Yup! Weird.

Jiro Yamaguchi @ Highline Ballroom

Jiro Yamaguchi @ Highline Ballroom

Malagasy Shock gave us the funky jam and Jiro Yamaguchi was on the timpani.  Man, this guy was one hell of a fast percussionist.  His hands flew so fast, there were time I could hardly see them.  I was reminded of Daniel Sadownick and other players who hands seem to fly.  So far, all these songs were in Spanish and I could make part of the lyrics out but mainly I was enjoying the language as a separate instrument all together.

They continued with only one of the few English spoken song, City of Angels, where they all danced in a circle around the stage in unison.  Gallina and Ya Viene were more of the same. Mad energy, Latin vibe, salsa swinging hips.  The couple beside me were going insane for the band and then insane for each other.  Generally I like to dance alone, in my own world, but for this kind of music….mmmmm….I actually wanted a dance partner.  At some points, I almost NEEDED one because this music wasn’t for the individual.  It was passionate and saucy and vibrant…and there were girls all around me, no lie hahaha.  So, ladies, bring yourself a man who likes to salsa when you head to an  Ozomatli show.  Not for every song, but you will want them there for a few of them 🙂

Bella & Yamaguchi @ Highline Ballroom

Bella & Yamaguchi @ Highline Ballroom

Ya Viene was so pretty.  Ulises Bella on a Requinto Jarocho and Jiro Yamaguchi on a Tabla, pulled up to the center of the stage and played their respective instruments. Fast, tight, growing ever faster with each hit.  Out of control audience.  I recognized some pretty keys by Asdru SierraEse Morena brought in Ulises Bella on the flute.  This guy just plays everything under the moon I imagine.  It was time to wonder around at this point…I could not longer stand the front.

Ozomatli and Rubblebucket @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli and Rubblebucket @ Highline Ballroom

Rubblebucket & Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Rubblebucket & Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli brought back Rubblebucket for Elysian Persuasion.  I had missed them, now I was very far back with my friends and couldn’t see.  Awesome. HAHAHA!!  So, I made my way up to the front and was FINALLY able to see this 5 foot awesome chick raging on a 4 foot alto saxophone with all her might.  FUCKING RIGHT!!!  Asdru Sierra screamed, “We are going to bring it back to the 80’s. To the time of Aqua Net.” Raúl “El Bully” Pacheco killed it on the rock guitar assault.

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

Ozomatli @ Highline Ballroom

This was probably my favorite song of the night. Definitely the one that sticks out the most in my mind. There was hip hop but the underlying beat was funky horn driven and there was a real nice talented jam up there for a few minute instead of a performance and I loved it at that moment.  The musicians were playing and not dancing around hardly,as I don’t think they can ever switch off haha  They were focusing on their tunes, not on us. But in a good way.  Enveloped in their playing, feelin’ it…ahh, live music!

Fire Away CD

Fire Away CD

“This is a special night for us”..(everyone laughs)…”I mean, yall!!” says Asdru Sierra, in between blowing his trumpet. “We got a new album out,” he says, “called Fire Away.”  The band was still bouncing around the stage.  “45,” a slow funky song with major sax action and &  Are U Ready, an oldie but a goodie, were next.

Jiro Yamaguchi @ Highline Ballroom

Jiro Yamaguchi @ Highline Ballroom

Cumbia de Los Muertos, off their self-titled debut CD, had everyone screaming.  The clarinet was out now and they teased Bob Marley’s Stir It UpUlises Bella just chucks the clarinet  and sends it flying through the air to Wil-Dog Abers.  He catches it and returns it as we all sing along to Bob.  These guys are just straight performers.  Fun, fun! All the females up front are getting drunker now and the cameras are out.  Wil-Dog Abers shakes his butt in the cameras and these guys just pump out he sexy to their adoring fans for sure.

After Party got me movin’ pretty hard. “We love you New York, for a specific reasons.  There is always some shit poppin’.”  Everyone was side by side, doing unison dances.  People were hugging during this song.  They broke out into a modern song medley of sorts in the middle of the rage.  First it was Shaggy’s Luv Me, Luv Me but someone on stage said, “Nah! That’s whack, that’s whack.”  So, I’ll Take You There by The Staple Singers gave us a ride.

Ulises Bella @ Highline Ballroom

Ulises Bella @ Highline Ballroom

Here We Go was next which had Ulises Bella on a blowing keyboard thing.  It made a synthesizer sound that went oddly along with the underlying ozo Latin vibe.  Temperatura was dedicate to Arizona regarding that bullshit immigration law!  There was a huge salsa rage and lots of horns. Couples everywhere knockin’ into people. No one cared.  And then in the middle of Saturday Night one by one they jumped off the stage…

Empty stage after entire band lept into crowd!

Empty stage after entire band lept into crowd!

They raged the remaining few songs in the middle of the venue. Each and every member of the band.  I’ve been told that this is a common happening.  I can see why though.  For at least another 10 minutes the band raged in the center of the venue.  The entire audience shifted around on the floor and the stage was now empty.  I could only imagine the view the people on the top floor of the venue were getting.  Certainly a great show!  I leaned against the stage for the remainder of the set, watching this insane tornado unfold in front of me.  Pretty soon there was a conga line and they made about four passes before walking out the door.  And the show was over.

Entire Ozomatli crew ragin in the middle of venue!

Entire Ozomatli crew ragin in the middle of venue!

This is the kind of show where I will never be able to reach that intense maximum high that you get from first time experiences.  When you don’t see those kind of things coming in the performance, they are real treats, exciting and fun!  Which is exactly what this was. This was totally fun but  I wonder what to expect next time as now know these big moments of flare are coming.  In the end, they are ragers with energy for sure who put on a great performance.  Definitely one I will make sure and catch again sometime very soon…next time with a dance partner 🙂

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Front of a great shirt!

Front of a great shirt!

…….continued from Night  1 of Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl (04.23.10)

Before I knew it, my head had hit the pillow in my bed the night before and just like that, my feet were back to hitting the pavement to the Brooklyn Bowl.  The NY Funk Live group was gathering tonight to make sure the dance floor was packed and the energy was high.  Such a genuinely good group of people.  I encourage all funk friendly followers to look into the group and see if it’s for you.  A fellow funksters shirt caught my eye and made me giggle. I hope you get a kick out of it also.

Back of a great shirt!

Back of a great shirt!

It was the second night of Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe at the Brooklyn Bowl.  I was arriving a bit early to meet my buddy who was going to introduce me to just the best damn falafel I have ever eaten.  The place is called Oasis and it is right at the L train Bedford stop, first stop into Brooklyn from Manhattan.  Oh my goodness, it was just so good! Not oily, the extras: the red cabbage, the pickles, the hot sauce, were all so different yet all worked so well together.  SICK! And it was $3.50.  No lie, it is now what I plan on eating every time I head to the Brooklyn Bowl now. Yup! Yup! Light yet filling and $3.50…Word!

John Staten @ The Brooklyn Bowl

John Staten @ The Brooklyn Bowl

We arrived again before 9pm and there is only a slight line at the ID check this time. Once inside, it’s right to the front, makin’ my way to my regular spot to lay down my things.  A few buddies are already marking their territories at the front of the stage.  After chatting with them, I turn around to get my little notebook out and there is a NYC condom laying on my purse.  I look to the guys elevated above me in the bowling section and they just smile with their smirky grins and raise their glasses.  Seriously?  Looks like someone else was marking his territory.  I place the love token in my purse and turned around to the men in the joint that had some class…my friends 🙂

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

I was not on point for this show.  Because I was so focused during the first show, I felt like I wanted to just melt my face off and dance tonight.  This review won’t be nearly as long as Night I.  I seemed to focus more on taking pictures then notes.  Karl and his Universe took the stage around 9:45pm this time.  Hell of a lot earlier then the previous night of an hour later.  Right into a full out saxophone rage from Karl Denson.  I am not sure if they really played The Bridge or not.  I don’t recall that song being played but the set list says otherwise…  Either way, the first song was a HUGE rage fest and a great way to open.  EVERYONE was focused, attentive and dancing.  The stage was set up as follows, from left to right:

David Veith (keyboards)

Chris Littlefield (trumpet)

John Staten (drums)

Karl Denson (saxophone/flute)

Chris Stillwell (bass)

Brian Jordan (guitar)

Chris Littlefield & David Veith @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Chris Littlefield & David Veith @ The Brooklyn Bowl

The first song I recall is Kool Is Back.  I love this song.  The horn bring you right in with a catchy tune.  Karl picked up the tambourine and everything got really funky.  Brian gave us a guitar solo created off of his rift that is the background of the song.    The banging of the cowbell, John Staten just ripping apart the drums.  He was always inserting extra smack downs in the lulls of the other instruments which I appreciate.    This song reminded me of a 60’s game show for some reason.  Again, I think that if each of these artists had a band of their own, I would go see them all.  This song is so full of yummy jazz flute I can’t stand it.  FAST jazz flute.  Karl’s fingers were moving so fast and he was bouncing to the rhythm of his fingers.  My friend SCREAMS his monstrous scream in recognition of the slaughter that is taking place with the flute.  And Karl KILLS it.  Both horns are picked back up and they blast out the ending with Brian leading the way with the funky rift.

Brian Jordan @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Brian Jordan @ The Brooklyn Bowl

At this point, Karl’s horn insanity is taking down to a medium slow growl, a really jazzy sound emits and the song changes.  Galaxy!! “On a rocket ship /No time to wait /I just want to gravitate!” sings Karl.  They hit the lyrics pretty hard in this song, little play from the instruments.  At least for a little bit!  We got some interpretive jazz sax from Karl and people screamed.  The drums got louder and Karl got faster.  My friend tapped me on the shoulder to hand me some love.  We danced around.  I heard the tambourine.   As I look at my notes, I see where my friend wrote PEACE + LOVE = FUNK!!  I think he might be on to something. 🙂  So, there is a part in this song where they kind of let the slow, low, minimalist movement take over and not much happens.  He lost me.  I started thinking of a friends who weren’t there and and texted them pictures.  It was just a really jammy sloooow background for some chatting to commence for a few good measures.  But the nice part about these lulls, they pick up fast and just intensify and makes your head EXPLODE.  Yeah, Karl knew what he was doing.  And no pun intended but SPAAAACE!!!  I couldn’t figure out where some of the sounds were coming from, finally figuring out the horn sounds were coming from the keys? Shoot, I still may be wrong. I was loosing my mind waiting for the song to explode in my face.  My notes mention something about there being wasted time pickin’ and that is because I just wanted Brian to rip my face off with his fingers on the guitar.    He stands there with such a darling smile on his face and its like he is busting to blow out the guitar but he doesn’t.  Honestly, I can’t tell who I want to hear more. Who did I come to see?  They were all so great. “Outta Sight, Outta Sight” sings Karl twice.  Honestly, this Tiny Rager was in the middle of a Tiny Universe but I was entirely in my own world.

David Veith @ The Brooklyn Bowl

David Veith @ The Brooklyn Bowl

YES!!  YES!!!  YES!!  I heard the Reggae beat, the dance in my legs shifted immediately.  It moved up to my hips and the salsa vibe was pumping.  Might Rebel was serve up so nicely.  I longed for Debrissa McKinney’s voice immediately as she sings with them on their latest album, Brother’s Keeper.  This is easily one of my top five KDTU songs.  JUST LOVE THIS SONG! Gypsy rage!  Russ ask to borrow a lighter, confusing me because he doesn’t smoke, and holds it in the air swaying it back and forth. We giggle.  It was definitely a moment for that.  Karl looked directly at him, because you just cant miss this guy standing out with his red hair and giant stature holding a lit lighter, and with a beaming smile, nods in recognition of the act.  Russ adds some reggae beats with his mouth in the crowd and its hilarious.  It fits.  This is such a different song from the others being played that night.  It was so very Reggae and it was a nice change.  All the musicians soloed and just killed it.  Coming together at the end, it was just a pure hippie rage in depth.  Very heady and it was over just like that.

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Shake It Out was next and it was the same as the night previously. I just set everything out and shook it out.  No notes, no recollection of anything fantastic happening.  Just dancing machine!  Hands in the air, spinning, knocking into my pal who was trying to contain himself but I could see in his eyes that he wanted to freaking flip out 🙂 Ah, reservation, I know you not.

And honestly, the set list said “Elephant” was next but it wasn’t. It made it’s way into the second set.  New York City was to rage the closer. And I mean RAGE!  It was a slow start at first and then it was a shit show of EXPLOSIVE funk all over that stage.  The ending of that set was one of the most intense endings of a set I have seen since Bowlive.  It was off the charts funky fantastic.  The energy was palpable, the place was packed.  And with that, they walked off the stage.  It was time to rage the bench and discuss…I was so high from all the goodness of that night that my vision was literally like a rippling pond at one point. Out of control. Damn, what a closer.

Set I: The Bridge, Kool Is Back, Galaxy, Mighty Rebel, Shake It Out, New York City

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

For the first time,we were not allowed outside of the front to walk around, smoke, get some fresh air .  We were confined to an area outside the front door, slightly herded. I am still wondering what that was all about.  After the insanity of amazingness that was Bowlive, these Karl Denson shows were definitely some of the the most amazing/fun shows I have seen at the Brooklyn Bowl to date.  Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe has a ridiculously ginormous amounts of soul.  It’s endless, full of funk, jazz, blues, and rage.  A GREAT team.

RAGE!

RAGE!

At this point, I just have my dancing shoes on and am not thinking of much else.  Steamed Water was awesome and I danced so very hard during that song.  David Veith really stood out on the keys during this set.  I had been hearing what I thought was a flute all weekend and it was his sound.  I don’t know if it was where I was standing.  But he always sounded like a flute.  I remember thinking that at that point I would just be happy to have the horns surrounding me on all side just blowing my head off.  I was so needy for them it was ridiculous.  I remember distinctly wanting crawl inside one of the horns and live in it.  Definitely out of control.

Chris Littlefield @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Trampled Underfoot, a Led Zepplin Cover, was “all about the love.”  Brian  worked his magic on the guitar once again. I just love his smile.  Chris Littlefield in tempo with the shaker as Karls on the mic, for like 7 measures, a lot of time on the cowbell.  I remember specifically texting that to a friend haha.  But again Karl ransacked the stage with his horn and the biggest cheer of the night came blasting out of the crowd.  I mean how do you not scream when guitars are jamming, horns are IN YOUR FACE NASTY, the drummer is basically on his feet, breaking his bloody sticks in half with each beat.  The crowd goes ape shit and Karl extends his arm in recognition of the cheer – the place erupts once again.  Back on the cowbell, Karl mentions his anniversary again. So special, it made my heart yearn.  “I cant stop talking about love,” says Karl.  How very special.  Another dance in unison between Chris Littlefield and Karl.

John Staten @ THe Brooklyn Bowl

John Staten @ The Brooklyn Bowl

And the shit just kept hitting the fan.  Karl blew me away in The Grunt. I know I am talking about him a lot but he was the main reason I went to the show.  How many time can I say he blew that horn, raged that horn, he was was awesome.  He brought a little jazz back into the otherwise funky song.  A few blats of improve was nice, a 3 minute jazz solo, real nice.   I remember there was chanting at one point, “NYC, NYC NYC!!!”  I completely spaced out for a while dancing around my little area, it had gotten a bit tight up front at this point, some odd photographers were bouncing around. I don’t know if they changed songs or were in the same one but we got a taste of Brian’s funky guitar and that cute smile.  Wearing a vest over a white shirt with jeans, he was lookin’ adorable that night.  Everyone looked sharp!  God, I love good music. “Make some noise in here,” shout’s Karl.  The venue screams in unison.  There were sooooo many people there compared to the night before.  It was shocking. Where had they all been Friday night?  I was very glad they were there. I wanted Karl and his Tiny Universe to know how much NYC loves them:)

Karl Denson and Chris Littlefield @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson and Chris Littlefield @ The Brooklyn Bowl

An introduction to the next song, still unsure of the name.  Karl says, “Everything we do is for the ladies!  Am I right?”  Everyone screamed.  “You know it, they know it…..but just this once, we got a little something for the fellas.  This song is for the fellas.”  There is a little instrument banter and he continues, “Why are you scared?  You know there is always someone out there uglier then you so don’t be afraid, do it – go after it – you have nothing to fear but fear itself”  The song was beautiful.  For some reason, I have “Animal Kingdom” in my notes??  And that I wanted more flute. I was becoming oblivious. Perhaps the song was Groove On, I think it was, the set list says so but I still can’t recall.  See, this is why I have to write the set list down as the show progresses or I just forget everything.

Karl Denson & Jessica Lurie @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson & Jessica Lurie @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Elephant was DEFINITELY next with Karl on the shaker and Chris Littlefield on the cowbell.  See, lots of time spent on these funny side instruments, but it was all part of the sound 🙂 What a great song. So heavy, so funky. The title evokes visions of elephants walking in a pack as soon as the tune begins.  Brian lays down the melody of the tune with his strings and Karl laces it out on the flute. Yes, a heady, herdy elephant song with flute!   There was major mouth action this time as he purposefully added in the sounds from his mouth as he blow the flute.  The sound emitted takes on an entirely different texture when the artists allow their mouth sounds to dominate the sounds of the instruments they are playing.  Some folks don’t care for it, but I do!!

Jessica Lurie @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Jessica Lurie @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Here we got our first and only guest treat for the evening. Out walks this lovely female, in a black vest, black tee, black jeans, and boots that looks liked they were broken in years ago, the “oh so comfortable” kind.  Jessica Lurie, a female saxophone player currently transplanted from Seattle to Brooklyn was the special guest for the evening.  I bet she played with Skerik all the time while in Seattle. I would love to see that duo.  SHE RAGED IT!!   I actually would have liked to have seen her perform more but he song didn’t allow for it as Karl was on his sax having to lead the herd through the song.    At one point both saxophone payers were not playing, but instead using the shakers and graters to back up Brian on the guitar.  I wanted more from Lurie. I was intrigued. She is definitely on my radar and I hope to see her again soon!  Karl belts a solo on the flute and Jessica is on various percussion instruments. She definitely didn’t just stand there, which was great.  At the end, they were all on the horns, everyone was jamming but not melting our faces. I was longing for that energy from the last song of the first set.  And then Brian’s guitar was crying as Karl interjected with hoots and yelps reminiscent of tribal banter, spiritual chanting if you will.  HE SCREAMS! And the energy rose, oh so high.  Russ screamed back, completely overcome with emotion from the song, he just couldn’t help it.  Karl stomped this herd into the ground with Lurie at the end. Brian brought the funk and it was just killer.  And then everyone exits the stage except for John Staten who has picked up the song, and taken it as his own…it was his time to shine! Enjoy the video! I personally like Karl’s little jig at the end of the clip!  RAGE JOHN RAGE!

Might Mouse was slated on the set list but they choose to rage another.  At this point a fan had come up to Karl and shouted something, He said, “OK! SO then we will play that song next for you, Happy Birthday!”  So kind, so genuine Such a good man, on top of being a good musician.    Soul Drifting would be the song of choice and it was full of just more funk and fun. David Veith mouthing the “sounds” he was making on the keys.  I was so focused on the horns and the guitars that I lost track of the keys and for that I apologize.  The keys were light, shifty, breezy.  Everyone was smiling. Karl places the mouth piece on his sax again and it creates the low growl.  “I feel like talking tonight.” says Karl.  He doesn’t talk so much as he gives us such a pretty jazzy flute, like a humming birds wings, his fingers were flying.  I closed my eyes as the song willed me to.  It was such a slow jam at first and then he screamed so soulfully, so fast.  Brian picked up his pace and just let loose on the strings, Karl picks up percussion instruments, I danced so hard I fell over.  Yup!  Just fell over…I was out of my mind, as were the people surrounding me; the people up front, paying attention to the slaughter that was taking place.  “Thank you New York!  Thank You New York,” screams Karl to the beat of the song.  And that feeling of dread that floods over you when you know a show is ending immediately flooded in.  Had two nights of Karl Denson really just come and gone just like that?  Perhaps for many, if not most people, they can just go home having enjoyed the night, being able to move forward and immediately think of things on their to do lists the following day….moving forward.  Not me, I get stuck in the moments and I truly dislike being pulled out of them.  I truly is an addiction.  It makes me tankful for these opportunities to write for yall, and for myself, to relive the memories and have a record of them.  It allows me to release and move forward like the “regular” folks 🙂

Karl Denson and Jessica Lurie @ The Broooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson and Jessica Lurie @ The Broooklyn Bowl

The stage was empty, no one moved, and everyone was screaming at the top of their lungs.  Of course, we all wanted more.  Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe to the the stage of the Brooklyn Bowl one more time that weekend and gave us a hell of an encore: Bougainvillea! Of and older CD, The D Stands for Diesel, Karl says, I got an old skool song for ya.”  The flute goes right into it, light, jammy guitar, interesting sounds with the keys. I was really too busy dancing to worry about much else.  Then the flute is put down and replaced by the saxophone.  Jessica Lurie came out and joined the session.  “I’ll sing you a song all night long,” shout’s Karl.  And the horns ended the evening blasting into the night and off the stage.  You know how I said this wouldn’t be a long review? I lied 🙂  It was too good to summarize.  And  when this review completed….it’s off to the next adventure 🙂 because I have just released!!! 🙂

Set II: Steamed Water, Trampled Under Foot (Led Zeppelin Cover), The Grunt, Groove On, Elephants, Soul Drifting, Bougainvillea

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Karl Denson's Tiny Universe @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson's Tiny Universe @ The Brooklyn Bowl

There are certain artists, that when you say their name, you expect everyone in the vicinity to know that name.  You expect them to register your statement with a big bright smile on their face in recognition of the greatness of said name that just escaped your lips.  When I say Karl Denson, I immediately expect people to raise their heads, their glasses, and their hearts in salute to THE MAN who can manipulate a saxophone with the best of the best.  Often times, this doesn’t happen! Many of the greatest artists on the scene are, for lack of a better word, hidden, for those of us willing to seek them out.

Karl Denson's Tiny Universe @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson's Tiny Universe @ The Brooklyn Bowl

On the other hand, if I were to say Lenny Kravitz, everyone would know that name.  He is plastered all over the radio and TV and I don’t ever turn those contraptions on.  What is a radio again?  But, saying Lenny Kravitz‘s name, it would register, even with the most uneducated of music lovers.  What a lot of people do not know is that Karl Denson was in Lenny Kravitz‘s band years ago and where his fame grew.  Now, not to knock him by any means, but I have and never will go to a Lenny Kravitz concert.  Karl on the other hand…I will NEVER EVER EVER miss a Karl Denson show.  This past weekend at the Brooklyn Bowl, Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe brought THE HOUSE DOWN with funky goodness two nights in a row.  I honestly, don’t know where to being…

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Karl Denson's Tiny Universe @ The Brooklyn Bowl

I arrived at the venue with my friend. We thought we were running late but there was not even a line at the ID check and it was already past 9pm. OK?  Again, my point being made that people don’t know good music when it come and hits them in the face.   But no worries, the slow start gave us plenty of time to talk with friends, maneuver to the front and lay down our belongings, setting up for the rager that was about to take place.  Standing around a little while longer, still nothing so we took a trip outside.  While hanging out in the fresh air, a taxi pulls up and chills by the stage door.  My friend and I continue our conversation and see Pete Shapiro, owner of the Brooklyn Bowl and in my opinion, probably the luckiest man on earth, come out talking to a roadie.  “I have to pay the taxi,” he says, as Karl Denson steps out of the taxi and into view.  “Hi Karl,” I say, “JAM CRUUUUISE!”  He turns and smiles 🙂 My friend and I quickly turn away to make our way inside because NOW the show can commence!

I am at the Brooklyn Bowl so often, it seems funny to have to describe it in every review.  All I am going to say this time is that it is the coolest venue in all of New York City.  Hands down. Period.  End of story.  Get your fannys there as soon as you can.  Members of Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe took the stage sometime between 10:10pm and 10:30pm. OK, right up front, I am telling you this is a long review, even for my standards…the show was three hours of straight raging funk from one of my favorite artists…it’s a doozie and worth the read!  🙂  The stage was set up as follows, from left to right:

David Veith (keyboards)

Chris Littlefield (trumpet)

John Staten (drums)

Karl Denson (saxophone/flute)

Chris Stillwell (bass)

Brian Jordan (guitar)

Chris Littlefield @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Chris Littlefield @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Oh man, what a line up.  Karl has put together a talented group of musicians who all deserve to be fronting their own bands.  I just truly love every single player in this group and I don’t say that often.  Karl came out in a jacket and slacks, Brian Jordan began strumming his guitar, Karl picked up the microphone and immediately blasted into Sister Jane. And at that point there was “nothing going on but a FUNKY SONG!!” Good lord!  He just slammed right into it.  The horns went at it.  He beckoned us to warm up our pipes and join the song.  There was shouts into the audience and we returned them.  “Ahh, Yaa, Yeah, Yoooo!!”  Karl fiercely laced into his saxophone, screaming at us with that blessed thing then throwing it down to pick up the tambourine.  First song into the night and I almost broke into tears!

Disclaimer:  If you truly read my blog, it becomes VERY CLEAR I am 11o% OBSESSED with Jam Cruise right off the bat!  Karl Denson is one of the few artists to have been blessed to be on all 8 of the cruises, in the various projects he works with.  He sounds threw me right back on to the boat and I got choked up for the first time of many that weekend.  I wish I could pass this happiness around in a bottle for yall to drink from.  I really do.  It would be priceless but I wouldn’t charge yall anyway 🙂

My fav shot of the night: Karl Denson

My fav shot of the night: Karl Denson

Karl adjusts his jacket as they move into Funky Song!  The horns blast off and the guitar picks it up.  A much more musically, specifically horn,  driven song then the lyrically charged songs that would follow throughout the night.  These are my favorite.  Just blow those horns.  There is some banter with the audience on Karl’s part.  Chris Littlefield gave us a hot trumpet solo and they move along into Family Tree.  Karl and Chris plugged their left ears as they sang their harmonies over each other.  Brian Jordan raged his guitar for this song and then it was David Veith showing us what he can do with his nimble fingers. For the first time, Karl places a contraption over his mouth piece, there is feedback before we hear this lovely sound coming from his horn. How does one describe the sound…a funky deep muffled sound. Karl picked up the flute and sang “just like the leaves of the family tree!!”  The song dipped into fingers into some nasty feisty jazz and Karl showed us his talents through the horn, ending with the screaming blast of Littlefield’s trumpet.

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Time for some interaction with the crowd.  Karl screams, “Happy spring!  The flowers are blooming.  I got my 1st artichoke the other day.”  He continued to talk about how he had left the plant in the ground after he thought he had killed it the previous season.  “Good thing I did, cause I got this artichoke!”  Right into The Clap, Jordan’s guitar beckoned us to dance with some help from the drums.  Karl joined in and then it was all about the “Soul Clap, Soul Clap,” as the venue joined together in unison, clapping, smiling, dancing.  All the while, Brian’s guitar gave us the prettiest melody amongst the horns sporadic honking.

With a menacing, funky assault from the horns, Grenadiers followed.  Karl Denson just brought his raging funky talent to the forefront for this solo. It was the grandest of the first set for sure.  The kind of solo that just stops you dead in your dancing tracks with your mouth hanging open.  SO MUCH TALENT!  Karl’s yummy muscles were bulging out of his as he brought it back to the dark, deep bassy on a tin can.  At this point, I am dancing around in the front row, trying to maintain my composure to take notes, and this guy gets all close to me.  Then a little closer.  And finally sticks his face in the side of my head and bolts away.  I turned around, confused.  “OMG!!,” he says.  “We thought your earrings were really giant gauges in your ear.  And we thought, HOLY SHIT! That is dedication!”  Oh people, if you could only see the earrings he was talking about.  And oh people, if you could understand how funny I would look with gauged ears that big.  Sorry, but its disgusting, eww! I can see why they were so intent on figuring it out or not!  Karl ended the song beating on a tin can and I was left smiling from another fun show interaction.

Chris Stillwell @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Chris Stillwell @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Can You Feel It was led in by some lovely humming, the “oohs” and “ahhs.”  Karl on the sax and the keys sounded like a flute.  I felt like the keys sound like the flute a lot of the time throughout the weekend.  Karl, with sweat dripping off his brow, gave us a jazz infused solo as Littlefield shook the shaker.  His eyes popped open with the blasts of the horn and he was bouncing all over.  The sound changed drastically with the bass leading the way.  Chris Stillwell is a monster, a technical genius.  My friend would later say:

“Stillwell is the consummate professional. As well as he is known, he’s still underrated. I don’t think there is a band or style of music he couldn’t fill in with on five minutes notice if needed.”

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

I agree 110%, I just wish I could have heard the bass a little louder for the position I was dancing in.  Karl breaks out the cheese grater with scratcher?? Haha.  They just had an arsenal of side toys to play with and make sounds, Karl almost always changing up the beat of his respective instrument throughout each measure.  And whenever they were done with their items, be it a water bottle or percussion instrument, they would throw it to the ground before picking up their horns! “Everybody on the street wants to make the night complete.” I was wanting more horns.  I look over and see my beautiful friend in the crowd.  She was new to Karl Denson as of that night and with her eyes closed, she was swaying and smiling.  I smiled wide as I knew she was soaking it all in.  I imagined what she must be feeling in the moment.  Hearing new music, especially new AMAZING music that you end up LOVING, is just the greatest swelling of a feeling.  It’s the establishment of a whole new relationship in your life.  For me, it’s religious.  “Let’s sing a little bit! It’s good for your soul,” shout’s Karl.  The crowd’s response was weak.  Karl places his hands behind his ears and the crowd peeks!  “Very nicely done NYC!” he says and that was the end of that.

Chris Littlefield @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Chris Littlefield @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Easily one of my top 10 favorite Karl song’s, Shake It Out makes you feel like you are straight up in church about to fall into the isle shaking like a crazy person.  There is not a lot of horn play during this song.  Littlefield with the tambourine and Karl with the shaker, they started to dance together and pretty soon, in unison, they danced out a funky little beat together across the stage.  The crowd loved it!  Brian raged through at the forefront of the song.  John Staten gave us a short but sweet drummer’s rage to close it out.

After this song, all my notes and memories get jumbled cause I had just danced all the blood out of my brain to my legs to try to keep up.  I think the last song of the set played was Brother’s Keeper, from their new CD “Brother’s Keeper.” Very little horn action and lots of lyrics in the beginning, somewhat making me long for Grey Boy Allstars…overall less lyrics.  But Karl did grab the flute for this one which is always beautiful.  John Staten gave us another MASSIVE drummer solo while Brian and the David laid out the background rhythm.  There was another slight unison dance between Karl and Littlefield.  Karl fitted the sound modifier over his mouth piece and closed out the set screaming his sax/guitar at the tops of its….lungs? I swelled up for the second time that night.  And now it was time for some fresh air with friends to discuss 🙂

NYC 04-23-10

Set 1

  1. Sister Jane
  2. Funky Song
  3. Family Tree
  4. The Clap
  5. Grenadiers
  6. Can You Feel It
  7. Shake It Out
  8. Brother’s

Karl Denson's Tiny Universe @ The Brooklyn Bowl
Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Chris Stillwell and Brian Jordan @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Chris Stillwell and Brian Jordan @ The Brooklyn Bowl

This was a great night of music, but I also meet some great music lovin fools who I feel will become wonderful additions to my life.  Tiny Universe took the stage for the second set and it was a full steam ahead blast of energy.  I am a little fuzzy at this point because I had to make my way through everyone and make a few pit stops before getting back to the stage.  I heard Oranges playing and knew I was missing the beginning. Bad Karen! But fun adventures are half the fun of live shows 🙂  As I made my way through the crowd, I realized that the venue was a lot more empty then I thought it would be, but by GOD it was full of energy. People were raging.  It was wonderful 🙂

Karl Denson @ the Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson @ the Brooklyn Bowl

With the shake of his tambourine, Soul Shifting & S&G would be the first song of the second set I would see.  FUNK, FUNK, FUUUUNK.  Say it with me now!  A lovely guitar by Brian Jordan with jaaazzzy horns.  I mean, the the Funk strings and drums clearly stood out, the Jazz horns clearly stood out yet they were so tight that it was just one insane song.  So good!  Emotional for the third time that night.  The keys were holding it down throughout the funky beat. Brian Jordan moved his hands up the neck of his guitar to create his desired sound! Ahh!  I can clearly hear the bass.  It was definitely louder second set, perhaps it wasn’t my location after all.   There was a beautiful moment between the drums and the flute. And odd lovely combination. They go to end the song in a blast. Not one, not two, but three.  Karl changes instruments, and then Blast! Blast. Now he was done. Sometimes, it’s just impossible to end a song 🙂

John Staten @ The Brooklyn Bowl

John Staten @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl smiles and that trademark beard moves with his face.  The keys light up the stage and to me, again, sound like a flute is being played.  Slowly up the scale he ran his fingers and the horns jumped in at the top. Explosions would be next.   This song is always so damn fierce.  FIERCE.  I started to pick the band apart, focusing on them individually. Littlefield pick up his water bottle and shakes it into the microphone, I tried desperately to hear it, but alas…  it was a funky dance party at this point and they chose to slow it down.  It got VERY low and VERY slow.  A lot of drag on the notes with a stormy echo of the guitar.  My notes say: “Trippy ass shit right here, man!” I was happy:) THEN FREAKING SMACK YOU IN YOUR FACE FANTASTIC RAGE!!!  Chris SLAMMED his drums, the horns screamed, the strings raged and the keys sang as they brought some FUNKY jazz flying to our ears and people SCREAMED!!!  Everyone was taken off guard!

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Karl Denson @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Brian Jordan comes out and is on the synthesizer while Chris Stillwell moves to the guitar.  I got so very happy because I was finally able to hear Stillwell in all his glory. Damn man.  His face never changes, he sometimes looks half asleep…he makes it looks effortless.  Karl talks about April 20th having just come and gone.  It had been his 20th anniversary.  MAJOR Happy Anniversary Karl!!  It was time for some songs off the new album.  Where It Counts brought some sick synthesizer funk!!  I mean…come on! Just go get the cd, immediately.  Chris Stillwell was SHINING!!  This song had a rock infused vibe to it.  “Sometimes you have to act like a fool!” sings Karl.  Karl starts talking about Bruce Lee and Coltrane and I lose track of what is going on.  Just out of my mind with energy.  The bass of the synth was so intense that I could hardly dance. It shook my legs so severely I just stood there and let the music quite literally massage me.  Karl announced that they were recording that night.  The venue screamed in unison.

Brian Jordan @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Brian Jordan @ The Brooklyn Bowl

Cosmopolitan was next.  I think.  They didn’t go by their set list and these songs were new.  Karl and Chris funked their horns in unison for a while.  I mean what can I say.  It was just rage after rage after rage  after rage and I didn’t want to think anymore. I didn’t want to take notes any more. I didn’t want to worry about set lists or anything. I just wanted to dance. Down went the pen, down went the camera and a few feet away from me down went someone’s beer…and they just left it.  It made it’s way all the way to me before I finally went and got some napkins to get the mess that was making its way to the speakers and wires the entire time.  Frustrated, I let the music sweep over me and bring me back to my happy place.  The flute came in and out, the horns blasted….it was just one thing after another and it was so intense and full of funky energy. I think there was a song called Soul Satisfied in there?  There is just something about FUNK energy, am I right?  Different music has different energies for sure!  MMMMM, JAZZY FUNK!!!

We left the venue sweating ourt butts off.  We made it a few blocks away before crashing in our spot to recover.  For another 40 minutes we contemplated not moving from that spot and just waiting for the doors to open for the following nights performance.  It was that good.  We were that addicted.  Thank you Karl, Happy Anniversary and see ya again tomorrow 🙂

NYC 04-23-10

Set II

  1. Oranges
  2. S&G
  3. Soul Driftin
  4. Expressions
  5. Where It Counts
  6. Cosmopolitan
  7. Apparently or Soul Satisfied? (unsure)

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