SOUNDTRACK: MOON HOOCH-Tiny Desk Concert #371 (July 7, 2014).
I like to do things in an orderly fashion when I write about them, but when it comes to Moon Hooch, order simply must go out the window.
I’ve been enjoying Moon Hooch a lot lately, cranking their CD, watching them play improv live pieces on the side of the road (on YouTube) and now in this Tiny Desk Concert.
So Moon Hooch is three guys–two sax and a drummer. And they play loud and fast and furious with crazy tempo changes, incredible stop on a dime pauses and some amazingly noisy solos. In this Concert, the guys (saxophonists Mike Wilbur and Wenzl McGowen and drummer James Muschler) play three songs that all sort of meld together: “Tubes,” “Number 9” and “Bari 3.”
“Tubes” opens up as the picture shows with the baritone sax stuffed with some kind of tube. I have no idea what it does to the sound (their sounds are so unusual anyhow), but it’s a very funny visual to see him waving this massive thing around while it’s attached with a yellow caution tape. Especially since the song actually starts with the other sax making crazy skronking noises (this ain’t easy listening music, that’s for sure). Indeed, when the lead sax is not playing a catchy melody he is wailing and skronking around.
“Number 9” was their first single and the song that introduced me to the band. The extenda-tubes are gone, and the song sounds super tight and in control, with enough jam elements to keep it interesting. Drummer Muschler also take a brief solo–it’ nothing too flashy (he’s got a very spare kit), but it really shows off his speed and dexterity which can get lost behind the flash of the saxes, especially when the saxes come back in and the solo wails away.
The final song is their new single. I love their choreographed playing and the amazing stops and stars that the music has. This song also features some of the quieter sections before launching into that heavy low sax riffage.
It’s definitely more fun to watch these guys, so check it out here.
[READ: June 13, 2014] “Coming Soon”
Stephen Millhauser seems to get a lot of stories published in the New Yorker. His last one was in May of 2013 (this one was in December). I’m starting to think there’s some unfairness in their selections sometimes.
But that’s not meant to reflect on this story at all because it was a fun, meta-story and the crazy related picture (echoes of a small house) was surprisingly apt.
In the story, Levinson has moved from the city to an up and coming town. His friends in the city made fun of him–talking about the burbs and commodification and what not, yet they all went out to visit him to the weekends. This particular town (not a sprawling suburb) was being developed quickly, and he relished the newness. In fact he was almost defensive of how much he loved his new town.
Levinson is 42, dating casually until the right girl comes around. But he is not settling down at all–he still works hard and he enjoys working in his yard and wandering the town. He knows his neighbors and everyone is friendly. It’s perfect. (more…)
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