Calexico
Old Towne School of Folk Music, Chicago (June 16, 2001)
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Calexico
Old Towne School of Folk Music, Chicago
June 16, 2001 |
The true magic began a couple songs into the set with the band's performance of "Sonic Wind," which appears in remixed form on an EP entitled Even My Sure Things Fall Through (Quarterstick, 2001). The syncopation that opens the song was padded by a muted trumpet and the lugubrious and rhythmic tale spiraled into a jazz combo-like state of ecstasy with a smoldering trumpet solo and a ringing xylophone part.
Continuing further down the startling instrumental path, the band performed the opening track from 2000's Hot Rail (Quarterstick), "El Picador," which featured a two-trumpet Mariachi intro. Later, they offered up a country-infused rocker in the form of "The Battle of Cable Hogue." In the performance of this story, Burns used his dry, mysterious, Lou Reed-like delivery to recount the spaghetti western tale of a gold miner's betrayal at the hands of his French mistress.
Throughout the 80-minute set, which included an encore performance of "All the Pretty Little Horses," the band's musicianship was startling and fantastic. Calexico's studio recordings have always been multi-instrumental affairs with layered and well-thought-out production. But in the live setting, by stripping away the studio and adding the immediacy of playing with a band, Convertino and Burns' quirky and multi-genre songwriting style and impressive instrumental ability were pushed to an entirely new level. If Saturday night's performance is any indication -- and I think it is -- it proves that Calexico is, far and away, the best country-inflected, Mariachi-influenced, jazz-infused, Lou Reed-loving rock and roll band around.
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