Rockwell Crossing House of Folk

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Amongst both singer/songwriters and folk enthusiasts, it’s becoming less and less of a well-kept secret that living rooms are the best venues around for live music. Performers are likely to benefit from an attentive audience in an intimate setting, with no interference from a business-oriented middle man who all too often comprehends marketing concepts such as promotion and audience draw but not so much what makes for quality music.

What makes for a quality house concert?

Part of the appeal of one house concert series, the Rockwell Crossing House of Folk in Lincoln Square, is that the proprietor, Jack Price, happens to be one of the city’s leading soup entrepreneurs. His house concert series features an optional potluck. Of course, he also picks out great music from amongst his favorite local and touring acts.

Some will also say that a quality house concert also should involve a quality house cat.


Joey, the Bouncer at Rockwell Crossing House of Folk


On March 13, Rebecca Sometimes led off the night’s music the way many others might have ended it- with a lullaby. "Oh, good," Jack jests, pretending to nod off to sleep. Ms. Sometimes eased into a mellow version of "Night-Oh-Night" accompanied by only her voice and her acoustic guitar. Though the stripped down arrangement may have lacked the pulse of the Sometimes Family Band’s Phil Merker on drums, Joey the cat marked time metronomically with a feline wave of the tail. "Right-oh-right, all the way to paradise/ I will meet you there," Sometimes closed the first tune. The host and everyone else were still very much awake and attentive.

Sometimes then launched into "If This is Love," a jazzy and soulful original ballad (think Etta James’ "At Last") that validated her solid grounding in the musical roots that inspire her current music, and then "Red Riders" from her recent Sometimes Family album, before offering some insight into her stage psyche leading into the tune "Rabbit."

"Sometimes the rabbit is on a motorcycle, other times it's on a bike. I can’t decide... it depends on my mood."

There was at least one serendipitous moment in the set which would otherwise have gone unnoticed in a more bustling venue. During "What Am I To Do," one of Rebecca Sometimes’ new tunes, she reached a short instrumental caesura- which Joey the house cat occupied with a perfectly-timed "MEOW!"- his only comment of the night. The first set closed after Sometimes worked patiently through several more songs, each time capitalizing on her unique opportunity to hit soaring and soulful highs without ever really needing to pick up the volume.

After a brief break for desert (there was enough apple strudel and brownies that audience members didn’t have to choose just one or the other), Howie Kantoff counted off time to launch Starina’s act- another rare treat featuring a rock duo playing a low-key unplugged set. Despite stomping with his right foot on a phantom bass drum pedal that didn’t exist for this gig, drummer Howie complemented Starina to create a full sound even without the bass player who ordinarily rounds out the trio. The sound was too full for Joey, who abandoned his seat and scurried away. After their fourth tune ended with a cymbal crash, it occurred to Starina to ask the host, "Do you have neighbors below?" Jack answered this the way any savvy house concert host should. "Yes, but I invited them."

Oxymoronic as it may sound, Starina at age 28 has a distinction of being a "young veteran" of the music scene, having already hit many of the better known venues in Chicago and having been featured on NPR’s All Songs Considered. But, unlike her January show at Bottom Lounge (preceded by a promotional email noting, "Rock will be made. Please bring your own helmet,") this set showcased her ability to convey emotional intensity (her MySpace catchline: "washing her dirty linen in public") without cranking up the volume and without the benefit of Jeff Freling, her band’s low frequency fanatic on bass. Selflessly, she even indulged a request from her drummer.

"Do you want to do 'Broken Moon?'"

"Oh god, I hate that song." she fretted briefly. "But we’ll play it." This led to an encore, and a few songs later, the night came to a close.




Rebecca Sometimes
Starina


Why are these photos so blurry, you might ask? Because checking out these performers live in person is much better than reading about them in a blog. To see Rebecca Sometimes and Starina in high definition:

The Sometimes Family Band (Rebecca Sometimes)
Beat Kitchen
Thursday, April 29 @ 11 PM
2100 West Belmont
Chicago, IL

Starina
Reggie’s Rock Club
Saturday, May 29 @ 9 PM
2109 S. State
Chicago, IL

The Rockwell Crossing House of Folk is a monthly house concert series. Contact us to RSVP. Coming next:

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Sunday in Old Irving Park neighborhood

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A view from the garage. The Mini Cooper is gone, so there appears to be more room to work with. These two fellers look to be comfortable in the space.



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Chicago Happenings 4/18-4/24

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Sunday, April 18th

Heather Styka
Let Them Eat Chocolate
5306 N Damen
4 PM

Leaf Bird
Uncommon Ground
3800 N Clark
8 PM

Wednesday, April 21st

Facing Winter
Double Door
1572 N Milwaukee Ave.
8 PM
(this is a must see show!)

Miss Shevaughn & Yuma Wray
Uncommon Ground on Devon
1401 W Devon
8 PM

Thursday, April 22nd

On We
Hard Rock Cafe
63 W Ontario
11 PM

Friday, April 23rd

Ryan Suzuka
MacLean Ballroom
write derelict songs for more info
4:30 PM

Jessica Robbins
Schubas
3159 N Southport
7 PM

Saturday, April 24th

John Bellows
Empty Bottle
1035 N Western Ave.
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Taxes and Technology problems

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Broken amp. Broken repeat pedal. Parrot didn't show up for practice. At least it was warm last night. Forgot the coffee, though.



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House Show with Dave Kipp from St. Louis

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Dave Kipp played some songs one evening in St. Louis, Missouri about 3 weeks ago. Pretty cool times. He's a great player, loves the blues. Some buddies of mine and I met Dave at The Old Market in Omaha, Nebraska one summer, probably back in 2004. We were trying to make some scratch in-between shows, by playing on the corners of the streets. Dave's a swell fella. Not sure when his next show is. We'll keep you posted.





















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Couldn't find a repeat pedal, so this band used an animal instead

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When the technology breaks down, these are highly recommended.


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Chicago Hap'nin's 4/11 to 4/17

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Sunday, April 11


Go Long Mule
w/ Nathan Xander
8 PM
Lincoln Hall
2424 N Lincoln Ave

Steve Dawson
9 PM
Simon's Tavern
5210 N. Clark




Tuesday, April 13


John Wynne and John McEvoy
8 PM
Rockwell Crossing House of Folk
contact us for more info




Wednesday, April 14


Ty Maxon
9 PM
Tonic Room
2447 North Halsted Street




Thursday, April 15


John Hasbrouck & James Conway
8 PM
Honky Tonk Barbeque
1213 W. 18th St.


Steve Gibons' Gypsy Rhythm Project
8 PM
Little Bucharest
3661 N. Elston




Friday, April 16


Arthi Meera
8 PM
Uncommon Ground on Devon
1401 W. Devon




Saturday, April 17


John Bellows
12 PM
Vintage Vinyl
Evanston, IL


Shelley Miller
9 PM
Leadway Bar and Grill
5233 N. Damen


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Album Review: I Will Miss the Trumpets and the Drums by Steve Dawson

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Back in the 1980s, many cheered the demolition of disco records, danced to the first simple beats of a glamorous new breed of rock initiated by a one-armed drummer, and embraced the raw energy of the golden age of hip-hop. Many were all too willing to let the sappy soft rock classics of the 1970s like Randy Van Warmer’s Just When I Needed You Most and Robert John’s Sad Eyes get bulldozed into obscurity like the faded memories of high school breakups. Still, some of us maintain that something important was lost, that being heartfelt and contemplative didn’t always have to equate with being sappy, and that if we mined record bins and internet rooms long enough we might uncover one last unreleased track by Jackson Brown or Fleetwood Mac from back when they were actually good. While somewhat more recent breakouts like Ben Folds Five prove that there’s still a place for real sentimentality and vulnerability in music, it still seems all too rare.

Whether or not Steve Dawson’s second solo album, I Will Miss the Trumpets and the Drums, is timely enough to fill a role as a "breakup album" in your life, there’s a lot to savor not just in the conversational sentimentality of the lyrics but in the low-key musicianship. Validating Dawson’s longtime role as a songwriting teacher at the Old Town of Folk Music, this album showcases his instrumental versatility (he sings and plays guitar, bass, drums, and piano) and mastery of the songwriting craft. The track Tonight She Found the Way to Break My Heart is particularly effective in highlighting his bluesy, soulful, and beautifully controlled vocal chops. The opening track, Obsidian, a meticulously crafted work, introduces instruments one at time- first an acoustic guitar duet pairing harmonized thirds with a gentle lead, then a soft electric guitar and organ, and then a soft drum beat, then a vocal harmony, gradually building to a catchy hook, "C’mon now, obsidian/Soften your skin, let the change begin."


Still, the hooks of perfectly crafted songs such as Obsidian and Conversation with No One can become double-edged swords - the same elements that make a song feel familiar and catchy on the very first listen can make that song feel tedious or overplayed over time. If you’re more patient, the enduring gems of this album come later in the record, and they shine not because they’re in any way raw but because the arrangements are so patient and subtle. Dawson brings in an exceptional supporting cast, including Joel Paterson on pedal steel, Jason Adasiewicz on vibraphone and Frank Rosaly on drums, amongst others who on any given night of the week can be found leading their own acts at places such as The Green Mill, Skylark, Hungry Brain, and Smoke Daddy. Here the jazz chops of the supporting cast are tastefully restrained to create a complex emotional precision on songs such as the haunting Mastodons, a lyrical masterpiece that bears the weight of a lifelong search for love: "The rush of gravity beams/The smell of the river after it rains/The feel of your feet touching the earth/The chance that love will someday return." Other highlights include the sweet and bluesy Worry Worry Worry, a soothing and natural tune featuring a meowing lap pedal, and It’s Not What You Think, a powerful and wistful track saved for the album’s close. While the supporting cast is kept to the background as a canvas for Dawson’s voice, standout tracks like Long Overdue, a fingerstyle gem recalling the melodic harmonies of Crosby Stills and Nash, and I Wish That I Could Believe in You Again, a Zulu style (think Ladysmith Black Mambazo) acapella - are performed by Steve Dawson alone.

If you have a short attention span, you’ll probably find some individual tracks to download. But this is a musically and lyrically deep album. Lines such as "I will miss the reassuring kicks in the back on my head" in I will Miss the Trumpets and the Drums and "Now the cardboard case I was carrying/Bursts right into flames in your front yard/Trying to outrun all the hollering/I didn’t get too far" in Know Now will ensure that this album, unlike Leo Sayer’s hairstyle , will retain its appeal for a long time to come.

Steve Dawson will be playing a free show at Simon's, a neighborhood bar in Andersonville. With music coordinated by the same booking manager as the Green Mill, Simon's has quietly become one of the city's best music venues.


Steve Dawson
Sunday, April 11
9 pm
Simon's
5210 N. Clark

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St. Louis Missouri. The Old Rockhouse. Scott Miller. You Missed It!

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Went to a Scott Miller show at the behest of my brother in law, St. Louis Dave. The show took place on Friday March 26, 2010. I arrived in the parking lot and I could hear the elevated railroad as a train traveled eastbound toward Sauget, IL when I was exiting the mess of clutter that is known as the front seat of the trusty Buick LeSabre.

The evening might best be described as a take on 'The Art of Living'. Enjoy the photos. Thank you for reading the blog!





















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