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MARIA BAMFORD: PROVIDE THE JOKES

Maria Bamford has the unique gift of being able to make you laugh, cringe, and cry all at the same time. In her latest CD, Ask Me About My New God, she is a snotty waitress, Paula Deen, her sister Sarah, a candidate for neighborhood council and more. She performs at Festival Supreme on Saturday, Oct. 25, and she joined L.A. RECORD to talk about gas station cuisine and a shadowy man known only as ‘The Wolf.’

Live reviews

BOY AND BEAR @ THE FONDA

With reverence for such staples of Americana (yes I know Young is from Canada), Boy & Bear has a lot to live up to but the band certainly met the mark, especially in categories of self-exploration, lyrical depth, and haunting harmonies.


AUSTIN PSYCH FEST @ CARSON CREEK RANCH

Yes, you heard that right: the Flamin’ Groovies have bested the Zombies.


PHILIP GLASS’ THE CIVIL WARS @ WALT DISNEY CONCERT HALL

The LA Philharmonic’s stripped-down interpretation of Glass’ faithful treatment of Wilson’s words felt a little bit smart, a little bit chaotic, a little but underdone—in short, it was perhaps more faithful to Wilson’s raw gem than a huge-budget spectacle would have been.


THE WAR ON DRUGS @ THE TROUBADOUR

The nearly two-hour-long set was a study in tension and release, alternating between propulsive anthems and more brooding and introspective fare.


NEDELLE TORRISI @ OTHERWILD

“She has the voice of an angel” was whispered amongst the crowd more than a few times. Her nearly pitch-perfect, angelic voice was only trumped by her excellent projection while staying perfectly tight, landing on every note with the finesse of a butterfly and unleashing the power of a lioness upon belting select hard-to-hit notes.


Album reviews

TÜLIPS: “HOTSPUR” B/W “WAIT” CASSINGLE

It spurs fantasies in me of what Belinda Carlisle might have gotten up to if she’d never dropped the moniker “Dottie Danger” and had saved Sid Vicious’ life by getting him to play bass with her in Superchunk.


THE PHENOMENAUTS: ESCAPE VELOCITY

Imagine an after-hours party with Marc Bolan, Devo, and Cheap Trick . . . and then the Groovie Ghoulies show up!


THE EVANGENITALS: MOBY DICK; OR, THE ALBUM

I haven’t heard harmonies ring this good since the Chapin Sisters were on the scene.


OPEN MIKE EAGLE: DARK COMEDY

Mike gleefully references comic books, Seinfeld jokes, and even They Might Be Giants! And he doesn’t shy away from calling out people for their idiocy and greed.


CHRISTIAN LEE HUTSON: THE HURT AND THE NATURAL CHARM (DAYTROTTER SESSIONS)

The guitar picking eventually reduces itself to just idle, almost inaudible strumming, before Hutson comes back strong with the kind of woe that sounds almost indistinguishable from tired frustration.