Music
Seasoned fans were most likely to appreciate My Morning Jacket’s generous — if imperfect — sprawl.
One of the best things about the 40-minute selection from “The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway” that stood at the center of guitarist Steve Hackett’s near-three-hour show was its focus on the music without visual bolstering.
“Saul “may be an oratorio, but it’s about as operatic as one can get.
“Vinyl is special because it makes the music less disposable, it makes listening a little less convenient. There is something tactile for people to hold and look at, an object to cherish.”
The Latvian conductor can sometimes overindulge in pieces that demand shifts in emotional direction on a dime, so the frenzied eclecticism of Mahler’s Fourth feels tailor-made for him.
At a time when the world’s aflame, David Byrne ignited creative camaraderie, a dazzling experience that lingers in mind and spirit.
“Howl” was one of the hardest things Black Rebel Motorcycle Club has ever made. We knew weren’t going to make another album like it unless the spirit really demanded the songs — it raised the bar rather high.
The Junction Trio offered the coolest show in town — an afternoon of experimental music that highlighted their virtuosity as individual players and as a unit.
Arvo Pärt’s ubiquity in concert halls and on disc for much of the last fifty years suggests that he’s got plenty to say to our cultural and historic moment.
The cross generational Do the Reggae Tour suggested that reggae’s creative trek was far from over.
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