Okay, FINE – I’m a huge Delta Spirit fan girl, as evidenced by last week’s feature on the rock and soul aficionados last week. Michael Basu took some stunning shots of them throughout their high voltage set at the Paradise on Friday night, and they’re here for you in FOTOBOM. Continue reading
Sad sacks looking at making major headway into their seasonal affected disorder are invited to check out Badly Drawn Boy, headlining the Paradise. What more fitting manner to usher in the first day of December than with Damon Gough’s accented droning, his delightful anecdotes about homesickness, maybe even a few bars of “Silent Sigh” if we’re all lucky. Aw, we kid. Gough’s oh-so-preciousness is backed with some serious musical chops, and if he can ever focus enough on the topic at hand to remember to play a goddamn song, the result is well worth all those stories about seeing shows in Lancashire. [967 Comm. Ave., Boston. 617.562.8800. 7pm/18+/$20. thedise.com]
Brooklynite pop-rockers Atomic Tom probably made it in to your blogroll about a month ago when footage of them singing “Take Me Out” on the B train made the YouTube rounds. What made this particular collection of lanky dudes covering Franz Ferdinand notable was that they had had their instruments ganked a week prior, so performed on iPhone apps. White people, top score. The quartet comes to the Middle East Upstairs with a brand-spanking new set of gear purchased with all their internet monies, riling to show you that they can rock more than a touch screen. [472 Mass. Ave., Central Sq., Cambridge. 617.864.3278. 8:30pm/18+/$10 adv, $12 dos. mideastclub.com]
Wendell Potter spent 20 years shilling for the health care industry as a PR executive for CIGNA until a bad case of the scruples made him realize that, hey, killing people is kind of a dick move. Now one of those “whistle-blowers” you hear so much about, Potter comes to the First Parish Church, courtesy of Harvard Book Store, to discuss Deadly Spin, which outlines the specific tune he’s belting out on the fife of accusal. Namely, and please prepare yourself for this, insurance companies don’t really give that much of a shit about sick people. Cue gasps and thunder clap. [1446 Mass. Ave., Harvard Sq., Cambridge. 617.876.7772. 7pm/all ages/free. harvard.com]
Well, we’ve made it to December again, haven’t we? Continue reading
While it’s hard to argue that The Cider House Rules isn’t just a tad on the schmaltzy side, it would be even harder to find a movie that remotely approaches it for thorough New-Englandness. The main character is a benevolent abortionist, for chrissakes. That’s as New England as you get. Boston Public Library is screening it as part of their ongoing Made in Massachusetts series, so if you ever needed to renew your connection to the nippiest corner of America, now would be the time. [Rabb Lecture Hall, 700 Boylston St., Boston 617.536.5400. 6pm/13+/free. bpl.org]
While most of modern history is just sickly folks in loungewear arguing with each other, every now and then you run into a historical event so unabashedly rad that you have to wonder if some grad student snuck it in there for giggles. Such is the case of Frank Lenz, BMX champ of his day, who turned his status as a star of the penny-farthing circuit into a platform to pimp the newfangled safety bicycle, before disappearing in Turkey under mysterious (murderous) circumstances. Velocipede historian David Herlihy captures the tale of Lenz’ fate in The Lost Cyclist, which he’s reading from at Porter Square Books.
[25 White St., Porter Sq., Cambridge 617.491.2220. 7pm/all ages/free. portersquarebooks.com]
“SANTA HAS DECIDED NOT to visit thousands of households in the Merrimack Valley this year.
Globe Santa, that is.”
Now that’s a lede. Continue reading
You probably know Mr. Rushdie as the former husband of Top Chef’s Padma Lakshmi. Continue reading
The Nutcracker itself really hasn’t changed all that much since you and the rest of Mrs. Simmon’s third grade English class got dragged to its performance at the Podunksville community theater, but boy, you sure have. Where once was a insufferable little shit fumbling to retrieve their contraband GameGear from the folds of their windbreaker, now stands a lean, mean patron of the arts, ready and raring to hit up the Boston Ballet. Goes to show, with age, comes maturity, and with maturity comes refinem—you are totally high right now, aren’t you? Goddamnit. [539 Washington St., Boston. 617.259.3400. 1pm and 5:30pm/all ages/$35-$162. bostonoperahouse.com]
It’s one thing to have a single strong voice in a girl group, but four pairs of velvet vocal chords working together and complimenting each brilliantly when it comes to getting some haunting harmonies down? That’s what Warpaint does best, and that’s what’s kept people buzzing about their latest, The Fool. Continue reading
KT Tunstall has never recorded a love song. OK, maybe one, if you count Eye to the Telescope’s “Universe & U,” but she never once uses the words “love,” “want” or “need.” And although she got hitched in 2008, don’t think she’s become a mass romantic. Tunstall is still her relentless, reflective self, if not a better version. Continue reading
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