On any given Saturday night in St. Louis there is a triple bill of great local sounds pouring from the doors of any given club. This past Saturday night at the Heavy Anchor was no exception.
I slipped into the Gramophone shortly after opener Leif Vollebekk, an acoustic troubadour from Montreal, took to the stage. As the crowd chattered and clinked their glasses, Vollebekk stood alone with a grateful grin on his face, projecting silken, Dylan-esque fingerpicking and vocals toward the Gramophone's bar wall.
The title of Kaoru Ishibashi's new LP "Lighght" is taken from a 1965 poem by Aram Saroyan in which the word "lighght" is the single word of text in the center of the page. It was considered controversial in its time for calling its just one, misspelled word a poem at all.
Five years ago this week Eels released "Hombre Loco" a distortion-heavy treatise on desire where band mastermind Mark Oliver Everett -- he goes by E. -- frantically declared, "All I can do is feel feel feel" on "Lilac Breeze."