Susan Larson’s The Murder of Figaro is spiced with raunch, witticisms, and behind the scenes verisimilitude of rehearsal life.
“I’ve been beaten. I know what that’s like. They say, who has been a nail, can learn to be a hammer.”
With the release of her second solo album, Tal Wilkenfeld has become more than a bass virtuoso: she’s a sensitive songwriter, expressive singer, and capable guitarist.
“The half-hearted support of jazz by American broadcast TV, be it commercial or PBS or cable, has been an insult not only to the artists, but to the public as well.”
Luckily for us, after playing the occasional electrifying concert date over the years, Nervous Eaters is reuniting once again.
“Yiddish is above all a language of yearning, a language of anxiety.”
The cellist is a member of a tribe of fabulous players/singers who are funny, thoughtful, opinionated, brilliant, and irreverent.
“The world is in very bad shape, but cinema in a way is a peaceful life.” — Agnès Varda
Mainstream environmentalism is not just serious and sanctimonious, it also happens to be very white and very heteronormative.
The Flesh Eaters have returned with renewed vitality, after it hit some troughs and sputtered to a near stop.