Month: April 2003

  • Art-a-Whirl

    Man, we’re getting old. It seems like just yesterday that Art-a-Whirl was the fresh-faced l’il whippersnapper of a neighborhood arts festival, a new hip event in a rather stodgy part of town that nobody was really sure would see a second year. Now, in year eight, it’s well past the point of becoming an expected…

  • Stuart Pimsler Dance & Theater, Hidden Places

    Sometimes great artists move from New York to Minneapolis—no kidding! Stuart Pimsler relocated his company here in 1999, and now he opens his 25th season with this exciting trio of pieces; Rooms of Disquiet, Islands, and Total Surrender. If this performance stacks up to SPDT’s platinum reputation, it will be as moving as it is…

  • Suzanne Vega

    Lyrically and vocally reminiscent of an acerbic but less rough-edged Lou Reed, Suzanne Vega first made her mark in the mid-80s among the Edie Brickell/Natalie Merchant crowd of earnest female folk-rockers. Even in her mawkish breakout hit, the anti-child abuse ode “Luka,” she had an almost hidden steely edge that set her apart from her…

  • Kurt Elling

    That decision to drop out of divinity school looks like the right one. As far as record sales go, Kurt Elling has yet to crack the Billboard Jazz Top 10. Nevertheless, he’s widely considered one of the hottest things going in male jazz vocalists, and with five Grammy nominations on five CDs, he must be…

  • Red Hot Chili Peppers

    We will never forgive them for that maudlin “Under the Bridge” song—one of the most heinous pieces of unfiltered pap to hit saturation rotation in the past 20 years. But we know you love them. After all, you made Californication one of the bestselling records in their whole storied career. For now they’ll stay on…

  • Amy Rigby, Till the Wheels Fall Off

    On her three previous, criminally underheard records, Amy Rigby won our hearts with her tuneful, world-weary wit, mapping out the emotional landscape of the mid-30s woman who feels wiser with age just as the world’s become more confusing with time. There’s nothing here as transcendent as “Sleeping With the Moon” or funny as “Cynically Yours,”…