Review: Tulanā

I spent my Friday evening enjoying a performance of Indian classical dance and music, put on by the student organization Michigan Sahana. I’ve been to two of their shows before, and was impressed with the quality of each segment, whether it was a dance or a musical performance. Learning Indian classical dance or music is like learning ballet: you begin young, and it takes years to learn the techniques and complexities of the art. It’s awe-inspiring, then, that each of the students who perform in these shows maintains such a passion for their particular art, and that by doing so they are keeping traditional Indian performance arts alive.

So, the Tulanā show. There were eight performances, three instrumental and five dances. Emphasizing tulanā, which in Hindi means ‘contrast’ or ‘comparison,’ was the theme of the show, and each performance endeavored to do this in its own way. In their programme, they wrote, “Tonight’s presentation will feature eight creative pieces carefully crafted to depict three different elements of contrast: variations in ragam, the musical scale; nritta versus nritya, the balance between technical dance and the portrayal of mood through facial expression, hand gestures, and body movements; and the distinction between different characters portrayed in a story.” The audience was also given further information about each performance before it began, which also helped to accentuate each one’s relation to the overall theme.

The three musical performances demonstrated the differences between the two styles of Indian classical music: Carnatic (from South India) and Hindustani (from North India). The first musical number, sung in the Carnatic style, was an arrangement of 41 first lines of different songs, each in a different key. The second song, although performed in the Hindustani style, also played upon the use of different musical scales: the two singers each sang in a different scale (A and D). I was surprised to find that they used a pentatonic (5-note) scale instead of a 7-note scale (analogous to the Western do-re-mi), but both are used in Indian music. Playing with this contrast between Carnatic and Hindustani music, the final musical number was a fusion of both styles, and was also entirely improvised (an element far more common in Indian classical than Western classical music). Two of the four instrumentalists played a Carnatic-style instrument, while the other two played Hindustani-style instruments. Basing their improvisation upon a single melodic line, they set up a call-and-response style of performing, where one musician would interpret this line in his own way, and then stop to allow the other musician to do the same. This was an excellent way of underlining the differences between the two styles of performing and improvising.

Using the same theme of contrast, the dance performances endeavored to use both technical elements of the dances as well as the conveying of concepts or emotions through hand gestures and facial expressions. There were three different types of classical dance performed: bharatanatyam, kuchipudi, and kathak. They are similar in that they all incorporate elaborate, brightly colored costumes that are often unrelated to the subject matter of the dance, little to no stage set, very specific hand gestures (each of which symbolizes something different), and in that each tells a story. On the other hand, the gestures and movements are different for each dance: for example, bharatanatyam relies far more heavily on the stamping of the feet as a fundamental step in the movements. An intriguing note is that out of the five dances, only one was choreographed by the performers themselves, which is different from most modern dances. However, all the dances beautifully juxtaposed the technical footwork with the expressive imagery: in some of the dances, the music faded once or twice into just a continued rhythm, allowing the dancers to showcase their considerable skill before delving back into the story.

Within these stories, the dances focused on contrasting the different characters: one, for example, contrasted two incarnations of a Hindu god, while another portrayed the relationship between god and devotee. The final dance did an exemplary job of uniting the elements it used to show contrast, simply through the subject material: it was a dance about Ardhanareeshwara, a Hindu god who is half male and half female. The two dancers used different motions and gestures to describe the personality of each half, and ended the dance standing one in front of the other, representing the united form of the god. This final unification related to the overall show itself, implying that in the end, Indian performance arts, highly diverse though they are, still retain the same essence.

REVIEW: The Avett Brothers at Hill Auditorium

There is a reason why The Avett Brothers are my favorite band of all time (and, of course, why I’ve seen them in concert six times).  Before Friday, that reason was because their music is inspirational to say the least.  Since Friday, however, I’ve added a small infinity of reasons to that list… the first of which is the fact that the communities of fans that have formed because of their music are full of amazing people.

It was 2pm on Friday when I decided to walk to Panera.  As I was walking, I passed a young woman with an Avett Brothers handbag.  I asked her if the buses parked along the street belonged to The Avett Brothers, and she very animatedly replied with some variation of, “Yes!”  We got to talking, and I found out she was part of the Avett Nation group (who are, by the way, wonderful!) and she asked me to sign the banner.  The banner travels to each concert and will be handed up to the band at their NYE show.  Scott refers to it as his “cloak.”

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After that, there was nothing left to do but wait for the concert.  According to my new Avett Nation friend, the band would make an appearance from their tour bus before the show.  So, we did what any reasonable fans would do… and we waited.  At about five minutes before the concert was to begin, I got to meet The Avett Brothers for the first time!  (It’s not like I’m still freaking out about that or anything…)

IMG_5759!!!!!  What’s even better, though, was how amazingly nice they were.  Mike and Joe both shook our hands.  Seth shook my hand and, upon telling me how cold it was, proceeded to try and warm it whilst genuinely thanking me over and over for making it to the show.  He hugged us all at the end, as well.  The Avett Nation banner was signed by all the band members, which was also huge!

The show itself was truly amazing.  The band has quite the reputation for giving awesome live shows, and they never disappoint.  One of the friends who came with me to the show had never seen them live before, and she is already looking for another ticket for their tour.

The first song they played was “Laundry Room” which is, incidentally, my favorite song by them.  It was an amazing rendition, and I captured some of the beginning on film here!  The end of “Laundry Room” always makes me want to dance, and all of the audience was on their feet.  See the clip I posted here.

Later in the night, the band performed their song “St. Joseph’s” from The Second Gleam album.  I wasn’t expecting them to play it, as they don’t usually do so.  It’s a beautiful song, and I’m incredibly happy they chose to perform it.  Check out my video!  They made it very sentimental.  The Hill Auditorium was the perfect place for it.  They also performed another of my favorites: “Die Die Die.”  I’d never heard that one live before, so it was amazing!

There was one point in the concert when someone yelled, “I love you guys!”  Scott replied in one of the best ways humanly possible: “We’re all masculine boys up here.  There is some power behind that love.”  They kept the show interesting throughout its entirety by interacting with the audience and changing things up a bit!  Bob had a solo during one of the songs, and was encouraged heartily as it progressed.

Some other memorable moments were when the band encouraged audience participation at the end of “Paranoia In Bb Major.”  I managed to get some of it on video.  At one point during the song, “Kick Drum Heart,” the majority of the band was huddled on their knees in the corner of the stage, rocking out on their respective instruments.  Scott and Tania later did something very similar (which I posted here).

They performed “Salina,” “Murder In The City” (which I mentioned in my preview), “Head Full Of Doubt, Road Full Of Promise” (excerpts are here and here), and many more.  Joe tweeted the complete set list after the show.

All in all, it was the best show (and night) I’ve had here in Ann Arbor.  I can’t wait to see The Avett Brothers again soon!  If you’re lucky enough to have tickets for this year, keep an eye out for Avett Nation and the banner.  Look for my signature next to Tania’s!

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Preview: COLIN HAY @ THE ARK

Colin Hay will be performing at the downtown Ann Arbor venue, The Ark, on Sunday, November 8th at 7:30 pm.

Formerly the lead singer of the band ‘Man at Work’, the Scottish Australian musician has been touring solo as a singer songwriter since the 1990’s. The combination of beautiful guitar accompaniment and a kind, soulful voice allows Hay’s songs to connect with the listener on a highly personal level. His lyrics are honest and introspective, and he has contributed to a number of well known soundtracks, such as his song “I Just Don’t Think I’ll Ever Get Over You” for Garden State (2004).

Some of the Hay’s other well known songs include Overkill and Waiting For My Real Life To Begin. The Ark will likely be highly conducive to an intimate listening experience with Hay. The small, friendly upstairs venue brings every audience member close to the performer – ideal for sitting back and letting Hay’s tasteful acoustics and vocals to settle peacefully.

Though the show is currently sold out, those interested can likely find tickets as the doors open at 7:00 at The Ark, as a guests typically sell their extra tickets in line prior to each show.

Scottish Australian singer songwriter, Colin Hay.
Scottish Australian singer songwriter, Colin Hay.

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Eva Roos is a senior at the University of Michigan, receiving a Major in Art & Design with Minors in Environment and Music.

 

PREVIEW: The Avett Brothers at Hill Auditorium

The Avett Brothers are coming to Hill Auditorium tomorrow night.  They’ve been my favorite band since I was a kid, so I’m very excited!  As follows is an excerpt from their website which I feel accurately defines The Avett Brothers in a couple of words: “…all that’s left behind is the unwavering beauty of the songs. That’s the commotion, that’s the celebration, and wherever The Avett Brothers are tonight, that’s what you’ll find.”

The Band:
Scott Avett – Vocals, Banjo, Kick Drum
Seth Avett – Vocals, Guitar, High-Hat
Bob Crawford – Vocals, Bass
Paul Defiglia – Keyboard, Organ
Tania Elizabeth – Violin
Joe Kwon – Cello
Mike Marsh – Drums

You can watch some of their music videos on their website.  I especially like “Murder in the City.”  There are more videos (and interviews and the like!) on their YouTube account.

Their music is a delightful combination of folk rock, indie rock, ragtime, country, and quite a few other genres.

The band has a reputation for awesome live shows (I speak from experience – I’ve seen them five times).  Tickets are still on sale, and you can buy them here.  Hope you enjoy the concert!

REVIEW: Wild Child w/sg Elliot Moss

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Photo Credit: Mady Martin

Before the show even started I was already interested. The audience on this Halloween night clearly came from all walks of life. There was the Ark’s more typical, older crowd, dressed quite well for their Saturday night out and looking a bit nervous, a bit amused. There were groups of high school students scattered throughout, clinging on to one another, beaming at the crowd around them, thinking they were cool to be here, among these adults. There were the couples: the twenty-somethings and thirty-somethings, dressed like adults with their lives together but still willing to have a bit of fun (AKA the older hipster look), looking like they were freshly graduated, or freshly engaged, or freshly married–looking fresh and ready for the world. Then there were the college students–both in and out of costume. Don’t get me wrong, individuals of all ages were in costumes (I was escorted to my seat by an older Rosie the Riveter), but it was the students who dominated the costume game that night. I saw angels and vampires, farmers and Wes Anderson characters, Tororo and Pikachu, all before the lights dimmed. It was quite the crowd.

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Photo Credit: Mady Martin

Let me say, before I start, that I greatly enjoyed Elliot Moss. And judging by the fact that I left with an Elliot Moss shirt instead of a Wild Child one, I would say that I enjoy Elliot Moss more than Wild Child. However, I’m not sure Elliot Moss is the right choice for an opening act for a band like Wild Child.

They started with the song “Highspeeds,” a song with distorted vocals and deep, dark beats which would sink into your chest until you confused them with your own heartbeats, until your own heart was beating arrhythmically  but you didn’t mind the skipping beats. It was a moody song and with the Ark’s acoustics, it sounded pretty good. From there they shifted between their more rock sounds and their ambient noises and these little beats tinkling here and there, so delicate and so fragile, that I was surprised they didn’t break. Although we didn’t know it yet, these sounds would be quite the contrast to Wild Child’s performance.

The crowd responded respectfully. They clapped after every song and they listened with intent. While it was happening, I thought they were really enjoying the performance–but once Wild Child came on, I realized they had been holding back.

An opening act is an uphill battle. You are fighting for a crowd that isn’t yours, a crowd that is waiting for you to leave the stage, waiting to see what they paid for. You have to win this crowd over, convince them you aren’t wasting their time. I’m not sure Elliot Moss did this–nor am I even sure he ever could. Wild Child is a lively, rowdy, folksy band. They move, they dance, they banter. They get you up on your feet and singing and dancing along. They have seven members on stage and instead of a sound where every note is clear, every beat is heard, every string carefully constructed, they have an entire orchestra of noise going on, and while it is wonderful in its own way, it is nothing like the hypnotic waves of Elliot Moss. It is loud. It is powerful. It demands a response.

If that is what the crowd came to see, what hope did Elliot Moss have of winning its heart? While I appreciated the contrast, I think ultimately, he was ill-suited to open for Wild Child. Even the lights of the stage–all colors, all bright, all warm–weren’t right for them and their sound.

Wild Child was well-received.

(Bonus: Image of Wild Child in costume. Most notably Kelsey Wilson dressed as fellow singer, Alexander Beggins.)

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Photo Credit: Mady Martin

REVIEW: Chicago Symphony Orchestra

October has been a very exciting month for orchestra lovers; from the New York Philharmonic’s residency in Ann Arbor earlier this month to this performance by the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, we have not been disappointed.

A bit of bragging moment: earlier that day, I had an opportunity to play for Dwight Parry, an oboist from Cincinnati Symphony Orchestra who has been touring with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra as the principal oboe. He was very inspirational — with much focus on technique as well as musicality, I learned a lot from him. Here’s a proof:

Oboist Dwight Parry (right) instructing me to play with more forward motion.
Oboist Dwight Parry (right) instructing me at the master class.

As a orchestral musician, Mr. Parry has a lot of experience in auditioning and judging auditions. Many of us classical musicians stress over the whole audition process all the time. Winning a position in an orchestra through auditions is extremely difficult — with hundreds of well-qualified applicants fighting over one seat, which is typically to be filled for decades once someone wins the spot. He mentioned that, when he is judging auditions, he is looking for a “colleague” — someone that can play in tune and in tempo, and that is overall pleasant to work with. These words stuck out to me as a lesson.

After that interaction with Mr. Parry, seeing him among many other superb musicians of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra made me feel much closer to the orchestra. And I thought a lot about colleagues in an ensemble. What does it mean to play with the same people on your left and on your right for many, many years? Ideally, these players would develop the chemistry among them that make the “group” sound instead of “individual” sounds. However, this is not always the case, as conflicts and drama do happen. How do you act professional and deliver high-quality music to the audience with your colleagues?

To me, CSO seemed to do this very well. From the first “overture” — “The Victors” — to the last movement of Mahler’s First Symphony, the chemistry was there. (Has “The Victors” become a new tradition for all orchestras visiting Ann Arbor to play?) Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony (with the iconic “duh-duh-duh-dummmmm” in the first movement) and Mahler’s First Symphony (with full of contrasts and shining moments for all instruments) are both classic favorites, and CSO gave no less than spectacular.

UMS has two more (international!) orchestras coming this season: Royal Philharmonic Orchestra from London in January, and Montreal Symphony Orchestra from Quebec in March. I am very much looking forward to exploring more orchestral artistry in the upcoming months.