The opener, RVA-based Butcher Brown and his band, played a jazz and funk set to open, and they were great, but on either side of the Butcher Brown band drum kit, you could see Washington’s two-kit setup bookending the stage, hinting at what we could look forward to.
Washington released his debut record, The Epic, in 2015 (clocking in at just under three hours!), and has since made himself the face of contemporary jazz whether that’s for his contributions to Kendrick Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly or for his own solo material, like The Epic, or his subsequent records Harmony of Difference (2017) and Heaven and Earth (2018).
From the titles of his records, you can tell the man doesn’t shy away from high aspirations and that comes across in his live set. Like on his recordings, the live set is both challenging to listeners and lush. Lush in its melodies and instrumentation and challenging because there are no eight-bar solos and there are no three minute songs.
Onstage, Washington was flanked by vocalist Patrice Quinn, trombonist Ryan Porter, Brandon Coleman on keys, Miles Mosely on upright bass, and drummers Tony Austin and Ronald Bruner Jr, musician Thundercat’s younger brother.
I may have been miffed at first to only see a seven piece band, knowing how orchestral Washington’s recordings can be, but that was soon forgotten. These players are among the very best.
Standouts from the night included a Miles Mosely composition called “Abraham,” which he led on upright bass and soloed over using a bowing technique and a wah-pedal, Brandon Coleman’s solo on “The Space Travelers Lullaby,” Patrice Quinn on “The Rhythm Changes” and the drum “conversation” between Bruner Jr. and Austin.
Onstage, Washington actually referred to “Space Travelers Lullaby” as the “Space Cadets Lullaby” and called Quinn the “queen of all space cadets.”
“To this day, I have no idea how she gets to gigs.”
Watching her onstage, you might have thought the same thing. She only sang on a few tracks and otherwise danced onstage. But her dancing was otherworldly. Imagine an oracle moving and swaying, or imagine a priestess dancing with someone, that someone lacking a body.
Still, my favorite song from the night was “Truth,” the final composition off of Washington’s Harmony of Difference record. One of the things I love about that record is how symphonic it is. The first five tracks feature five different melodies, all of which come back on the final track “Truth” and are played simultaneously. It’s sounds like it could be a cacophony, but it’s so far from it.
“I made Harmony of Difference,” Washington says onstage, “to remind us of just how beautiful we are, and that the difference between us is what makes us great.”
At this point in the set, he really had our ears.
“Diversity among all the people on this planet is not something to be tolerated,” he continued, “it’s something to be celebrated.”
Truth was the metaphor for that message and the night was a celebration of that message. Don’t miss Washington the next time he comes to town.
Anika’s (Annika Henderson) voice sits somewhere between Nico and Sibylle Baier: it has a classic, melancholic singer-songwriter bent. Unlike those two singers, she’s not from Germany, but from Britain, which may not be so apparent in the way she sings. The accent certainly comes across when she speaks.
“Mexico City is the best place to escape the Berlin winters,” she says. “Berlin winters are rubbish.”
I’ve listened to her music since high school, when her solo record Anika (2010), was in a stack of CDs my sister gave me. To hear her voice on the other end of the phone tripped me up for a moment.
Since 2016 Anika’s been making music as Exploded View. The Exploded View material is quite different from the earlier stuff I grew up listening to, as her old music came prominently from a singer-songwriter tradition even if the instrumentation was post-rock.
For Exploded View, the post-rock experimentation comes to the forefront in both the sound and song structure, and folk comes through as an accent.
While Anika is based in Berlin, Germany her bandmates Martin Thulin and Hugo Quezada are based in Mexico City, Mexico.
Talking to both Thulin and Anika on the phone, I try to ask how they manage the distance. The answer isn’t clear, although I get a quick response as to why they play together. Anika tells me she was never able to find a band she really clicked with in Berlin, “surprisingly” she adds.
“It never felt right,” she says. “I’m looking for people who are just searching, who are not looking to create the next best record. People who are just looking to make music and see what happens. Music for me is about life and growth and it’s not about producing a record that will sell.”
When she went to Mexico to tour her solo material she found Thulin and Quezada while looking for a backing band. One day in rehearsal they were held up by a late fourth band member and decided to have a jam session while they waited. When they listened back on their jam session recording, they liked what they heard and Exploded View was born.
Fast forward to today and Exploded View is touring their latest release Obey, including the band’s first North America tour, which Thulin and Anika are excited for.
One of her favorite things about playing a show is seeing that spark of inspiration on a listener’s face, and she loves playing for those who are equally interested in learning. She says she doesn’t just perform for those who stand there cross-armed and “waiting for you to fail.”
“If you you look at a tree and think ‘oh I’ve already seen that before,’ that’s a sad attitude,” she says. “Of course you [have], but also you haven’t. They’re each their own.”
DC9: 1940 9th St. NW, DC; 202-483-5000; www.dc9.club
The Anthem was bursting at the seams last night as Tenacious D entertained 6,000 fans who have clearly been excited for the show. This is the band’s first tour in five years and the first time visiting the District since their show at the Patriot Center in 2006. This would explain the obvious excitement from the fans who were present.
Jack Black and Kyle Glass took the stage behind a semi-transparent movie screen where they performed their latest release, Post-Apocalypto in its entirety. Cartoon illustrations drawn by Black were projected onto the movie screen to entertain the crowd. The stage lights appeared for musical selections before giving way to the illustrated story on the screen. Approximately 30 minutes into the set, Post-Apocalypto concluded and the screen fell to the ground as Black announced a set change
“What other band helps out with their set change?” Black joked. “This is the part of the concert where we play the classics!”
The crowd cheered loudly and Tenacious D kicked then performed 12-songs from “way back.” These tunes included “Kickapoo,” “The Metal” and “Kielbasa.” It was definitely an entertaining evening and not one Tenacious D fan left The Anthem disappointed. Wynchester opened for the evening. Photos/write-up: Shantel Mitchell Breen
Photographer Lauren Melanie Brown and stylist Jai-D’Ly Lescieur are the creative talents behind our November cover shoot in Blagden Alley featuring DC band Den-Mate’s frontwoman, Jules Hale. Learn more about Brown’s work at www.laurenmelaniebrown.com and Lescieur’s stylings at www.jailescieur.com, and check out M.K. Koszycki’s story on Hale here.
Attempting to write about anything Christine and the Queens does seems to rail against everything the artist stands for. As someone who is constantly transforming herself and her music, why even bother to describe it? To put it simply: she makes others feel seen by making herself visible.
The pop project of Héloïse Letissier was born from a period of rejection and failure turned to triumph and transformation. On her first album, Chaleur Humaine, Letissier became Christine and sang of heartbreak, self acceptance and rebirth through her musical character.
What followed on her sophomore album, Chris, ushered in a new era for the artist, but strengthened what she does best: embrace the fluidity, the uncertainty and the absurdity of life through music and movement.
As Chris (to which she is now referred onstage and off), the singer cut her hair and her name, and traded her tailored suits for a sensible, but sexy, pairing of joggers and a red top in her live shows. Her dancers are similarly dressed, in an ode to the 80s and 90s fashion and sounds that heavily influence her second record. During her show at the 9:30 Club, Chris bleeds a song beautifully into Michael Jackson’s “Man in the Mirror“ at one point.
She knows she didn’t invent the confident and hungry sounds of pop she employs on Chris and in her live shows. But what she has done – using these sentiments, sounds, moves – as her own feels revolutionary. Her requests for love and attention are left on Chaleur Humaine as Chris has come to take those things, because she knows she deserves them now. Her live show is a display of confidence and unfettered desire. She does not and will not feel bad for wanting or being wanted, a radical declaration from a queer woman in 2018.
Chris’ ability to occupy so many spaces at the same time and constantly reinvent herself is a reminder that nothing is concrete. Fluidity in appearance, sexuality, sound and feeling is a fact of life. Watching Chris and her dancers brings to mind Danish philosopher Søren Kierkegaard’s declaration that “anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.” If that is true, Chris has found the antidote, on her records and especially during her live performances.
Instead of allowing herself to be enveloped by a world where anything could be, Chris takes all possibilities for herself. Her ability to embrace, to transcend and to just be radiates onstage and will encourage you to similarly embrace the fluid, the messy and the desiring parts of yourself. The world needs more freedom, and Chris is here to liberate herself (and you) along the way.
On November 3, The Anthem came alive as Turkuaz and Lettuce performed a full night of funk and soul. The evening kicked off with New York-based Turkuaz. The nine-piece band played more than an hour of hits that kept everyone dancing. Lettuce headlined the evening, performing a two-hour set that included guest appearances from Beau Young Prince and Marcus King. Photos/write-up: Shantel Mitchell Breen
The early aughts of music discovery via blogs were exciting and electric. As a budding music enthusiast in my early teens, I held a sacred daily routine: arrive home from school, snack on whatever the junk food du jour in my childhood home was and pull up a pantheon of blogs to deep-dive into the world of music that wasn’t accessible to suburban radio.
One of my first discoveries via the blogosphere was Wild Nothing’s massive, sparkling and mechanical-sounding track “Chinatown.” It lived on heavy rotation on my iPod classic, a favorite to soundtrack my rides home on the school bus. The haziness calmed the nerves that public school left frayed and the chorus of “We’re not happy ‘til we’re running away” spoke to the feeling that something out there was better than what I had – an inescapable permanence of teenage years.
Jack Tatum, the Virginia native and mastermind behind Wild Nothing’s consistently electrifying blend of 80s synth-pop and yes, chillwave, began in the dorms of Virginia Tech when his music was picked up and circulated around the burgeoning blogosphere.
“It was a very natural, grassroots form of getting your music around, and I took it for granted,” he says of his beginnings. “I didn’t really realize how nice it was at the time. It’s the whole reason why I’m still making music.”
Nearly 10 years out from his initial debut and five albums into his career, Tatum is exploring his affection for 80s pop à la Tears for Fears and Roxy Music on Indigo, released this past summer.
“I wanted it to sound like a pop record,” he says of his latest album. “By referencing more pop-leaning 80s groups and records, [I started] digging into more taboo production techniques from that era that I really love. I can’t really make the argument for them not sounding dated, but I never thought of that being a negative thing. To me, it’s just another palette to work with – another collection of sounds I can use for my own music.”
Wild Nothing will hit the road in support of Indigo this month, after a tour hiatus between records. And while Tatum is excited to share it live, he says it’s never been his style to “beat people over the head with the new record.” He’s currently going through all of Wild Nothing’s material to relearn the older tracks and teach his bandmates, a process he describes as cathartic.
“It creates a bigger story for the band and fans of the music. I always try to have a good mix of songs, old and new. It’s very important to me to honor the whole story of the band. It’s a blessing and a curse to have more material to pull from. It makes it so much more fun because you can curate it super heavily, but it becomes impossible to figure out what you want to play and how to please everyone.”
While Indigo allowed him the opportunity to expand the sounds Wild Nothing has encompassed over the years, Tatum also experienced a host of new audiences discovering his music through “Chinatown” in Netflix rom-com To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before. An early scene of the movie sees teenage protagonist Lara Jean in a schoolyard montage soundtracked by the Wild Nothing single. A testament to its permanence and Tatum’s ability to capture fleeting feeling in a three-minute song, the track saw an uptick in popularity with fans new and old.
“It’s been amazing and palpable,” he says of the experience. “I can see that people are listening to this song a lot because of this movie. It’s a good reminder that [this] kind of stuff can make a difference. It’s cool that it resonates in a way with people who are much younger than me.”
At the time this was published, “Chinatown” had over 9 million streams on Spotify. I can only hope the next generation discovering Tatum’s music for the first time experience the same electric joy I did upon first listen. And with the release of Indigo, Wild Nothing is sure to resonate with listeners for many years to come.
Wild Nothing plays 9:30 Club on Sunday, November 18 with Men I Trust. Tickets are $25 and doors open at 7 p.m. Follow @wildnothing on Instagram and Twitter and learn more about Tatum at www.wildnothingmusic.com.
9:30 Club: 815 V St. NW, DC; 202-265-0930; www.930.com