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Cafe Nine Cuts A Rug

by Brian Slattery | Nov 20, 2018 7:41 am

Brian Slattery PhotoElizabeth Ziman — stage name Elizabeth and the Catapult — began her set solo, with a song that found her fingers racing across her keyboard to tell a story of tumultuous love.

By that point in the evening no fewer than three couples were dancing across the open floor of Cafe Nine. They slowed when the song got more spacious, and leapt into frantic activity when the notes took off.

“Wow. Well, good night everyone!” Ziman joked at the end of the song. Then she got serious: “That is the biggest joy of my life, having you dance in front of me. I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

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Rock Lottery Goes To The Opera

by Brian Slattery | Nov 19, 2018 7:48 am | Comments (4)

Brian Slattery PhotosThere was a long drone from the keyboard, a pulsing wave of chord after chord. A flourish from the drums. The bass joined in, creating a quietly churning rumble. Then the projections began behind the drummer’s head.

“It was long ago,” the captions read. “It was far away.”

The drums escalated to a big, expansive rhythm as a smoke machine kicked in, filling Cafe Nine with haze and drawing cheers from the crowd.

Then the singer took the stage in a silver cape and approached the microphone. The music got more sparse, and she began to sing. Those with sharp ears in the audience would notice that it was a Meatloaf song, “For Crying Out Loud,” though it was recontextualized, transformed. An electronic voice gave exposition, fleshing out the beginning of a story about a dancer whose star is fading and she knows it. But she still has some life left in her.

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Ibn Orator Cracks The Fishbowl

by Brian Slattery | Nov 15, 2018 12:39 pm | Comments (1)

A note bends down on a synth. There’s a harp flourish. A beat drops. And a clip from a lecture runs. “What do we see what we look at art?” a voice says. “Consider how something is made as well as what it is.” The voice shifts. Art is “not that different from having a conversation with someone.”

The music on gets a little more menacing, and that’s when Ibn Orator comes in, dropping lines that break across the beat in inventive inflections that range from funny to piercing. “I get muscle spasms every time you ask if I’m still doing music,” he raps. “Nobody asks if you still racked in the 9 to 5 / Nobody asks if a lion catches its food alive…. I want to say please wait and enjoy the ride.”

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State House Moves In Sound Direction

by Allison Hadley | Nov 12, 2018 7:49 am

Allison Hadley PhotosIt is rare that a concert takes so much time to meditate on its most fundamental element: sound. The triple billing of Stefan Christensen, Weeping Bong Band, and Nathan Bowles Trio all deliberately stayed beyond the paradigm of song and instead lingered in a prolonged meditation of sound itself, and how sound, when extended and distorted, can be all that one needs.

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Fake Four Inc. Celebrates Ten Years of Art and Music

by Karen Ponzio | Nov 8, 2018 8:06 am | Comments (1)

Jon NagelNew Haven-based record label Fake Four Inc is marking its 10th anniversary through celebration, retrospection and introspection. Fake Four was started by Ceschi Ramos and his brother David in 2008 and became so much more than a business; the brothers are acknowledging this milestone with a show on Saturday, Nov. 10, at Three Sheets New Haven on Elm Street.

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Charlie Parr And Ghost Of Paul Revere Fill The Space

by Allison Hadley | Nov 5, 2018 12:32 pm

Allison Hadley PhotosCharlie Parr and the Ghost of Paul Revere mindfully walked the line between folk and Americana Sunday night at the Space Ballroom. It was a quiet night, the room filled with 50 or so laid-back but enthusiastic people, milling about and wandering the newly clean walls of the Hamden spot; the room continues to be intimate, but the production values higher.

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