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The Chapin Sisters
Monday, August 2, 2010
the Living Room
154 Ludlow St.
New York City
An LA-based duo (sometimes a trio), Lilly and Abigail Chapin have spent the spring and summer touring with pop group She and Him. The Chapin Sisters are about to go on tour again, so this recent one-hour performance/stop-off in their native New York at the Living Room was a nice treat for fans.
Abigail and Lilly took the stage at 7 pm dressed in beautiful long gowns. The set began with "Don't Love You", a song emblematic of their lyrical sense of humor somewhat hidden in sweet vintage, folksy melodies.
Both sisters are capable instrumentalists, but often appear with accompanying musicians, and play with their arrangements accordingly. After delivering a few songs by themselves, they were joined on stage by drummer Jesse Lee and Richard Giddens on bass to play some of their newer tunes. Having seen the sisters perform before, I enjoyed hearing them shake up some tempos with percussion and bass.
"Let Me Go" was performed with a bit of extra swing in tempo, but the was not missing any of its bluesy undertones or the feminine sweetness in the verse.
The sisters' voices are haunting (at times even eerie), especially if you are able to hear them live. Although their latest EP Oh Hear The Wind Blow is enjoyable, there is nothing comparable to seeing them in person. The performance was consistently transportational. The Living Room's air conditioning was broken and the room sweltering. Despite this, I actually got chills.
With no disrespect to their training, I am now convinced that harmony must be genetic, as the two Chapin sirens mold powerful soundscapes from floors to rafters as if born to sing together. Some of their singing was enough to make the heart jump.
One of the fan favorites from their usual repertoire is a sultry cover of Britney Spears's "Toxic." Dripping with sex, the girls own the song in ways that the original could not hope to achieve. They also did a lovely cover of the surprisingly depressing folk song "Your Long Journey" by Doc Watson.
Their vocal dichotomy was especially stirring in new songs such as "Palm Tree" and "Roses in Winter," where Abigail's soft, whisper-like singing hung gossamer over her sister Lilly's warmth and smokiness.
The set was enjoyable, but far too short. When things were over, it felt like I was suddenly re-deposited back in an overly warm room with ineffectual fans. For one hour, the audience had been treated to a unique, folk-inspired vintage sound. The sisters' chillingly beautiful voices delivered lyrics with lighthearted and relatable humor, drawing cheerful faces from the Living Room patrons.They are certainly worth checking out, especially if you can catch them live, where they really shine.
The Chapin sisters will continue to be busy for the forseeable future. In the first week of August, they will perform with their father and award-winning folk musician Tom Chapin in Nova Scotia (August 5th, 6th, and 7th).
Without taking much of a rest, the sisters begin their United States tour on August 25 in Salt Lake City, UT. In addition to their season packed full of tour dates, expect their second record, Two, to land September 14, 2010.
More information can be found at thechapinsisters.com or on myspace music site at: myspace.com/thechapinsisters
Blu-rays of the Week
Black Narcissus
(Criterion)
The Red Shoes
(Criterion)
Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger — who teamed up for several of the most memorable movies of the 1940s (I Know Where I'm Going, A Matter of Life and Death, The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp) — reached their career peaks with 1947's Black Narcissus and 1948's The Red Shoes, two of the most ravishing color films ever made, thanks to the incomparable Jack Cardiff's cinematography. Black Narcissus, which takes place in a Himalayan convent, is the subtlest of horror films, while the ballet-set The Red Shoes is a glorious portrait of artists working together.
Hugh Hefner: Playboy, Activist and Rebel
directed by Brigitte Berman
starring Hugh Hefner, Dick Gregory, Tony Bennett, James Caan, Jenny McCarthy, Shannon Tweed, Susan Brownmiller, etc.
"You can do many things to insure that your libido works properly until you're in your 90s," wrote sex therapist Ruth Westheimer in her book, Dr. Ruth's Sex After 50: Revving up the Romance, Passion & Excitement! And it's safe to say that octogenarian Playboy empire founder Hugh M. Hefner has done all of them.
The new documentary, Hugh Hefner: Playboy, Activist and Rebel, however, is less concerned with his romps between the bed sheets than with the social and political freedoms his magazine has stood up for in racist, puritanical and homophobic America. That's just one of the numerous reasons to catch director Brigitte Berman's latest film when it opens.
A more voluptuous portrait of the civil rights era may be hard to find. Footage from Playboy's Penthouse and other pioneering TV shows reveal "Hef" as a ballsy impresario of desegregation, hosting club-shunned acts from Count Basie to Dick Gregory.
His crusade "against censorship and for the individual’s right to freedom of expression on all fronts" led him to book blacklisted performers at the height of McCarthyism and, during the Vietnam War, to welcome protest songs from the likes of Country Joe and the Fish.
Hefner's particular lust for blues and jazz led him to produce the Playboy Jazz Festival. It seems he was so taken with Berman's documentary about jazz great Bix Beiderbecker, Bix: Ain't None of Them Play Like Him -- and with Berman -- that they struck up a friendship. Years later, when she requested access to his personal albums and archives, he ushered her into his mansion.
The Oscar-winning filmmaker plays these materials against engaging tête-à-têtes with Hef, his pals and his commentators, including singer Tony Bennett, Kiss frontman Gene Simmons, and actor James Caan; Playmates Jenny McCarthy and Shannon Tweed; feminist Susan Brownmiller; and the aforementioned Dr. Ruth.
But it doesn't take a shrink to suspect that the hug-deprived-lad-turned-lothario isn’t as thrilled chasing bunnies as one might think. Not only does he come off as depleted by his own orgasmic Olympics, but so does his place in history as a major champion of progressive causes, as a person of integrity and as an original contributor to the country's intellectual life.
Though the jury is still out over his credentials as a liberator of female sexuality or as a self-enriching sexist (why the compulsive vamping of the Barbie bod?), Hugh Hefner: Playboy, Activist and Rebel makes a strong case for honoring the silk-pajama'd sybarite as an upright citizen -- and for not dismissing him as a "dirty man."
Hugh Hefner: Playboy, Activist and Rebel
Opens Friday, July 30, 2010
Angelica
18 West Houston Street
New York
Blu-rays of the Week
The Losers
(Warner Brothers)
Loud, bombastic action pictures are a dime a dozen, and The Losers, despite clever touches, is no exception: a group of CIA black ops, stuck in Bolivia, finds themselves battling various thugs and underworld criminals while being helped by a femme fatale to end all femme fatales. Sylvain White’s flick has the requisite shootouts and rote violent sequences--including a badly-done CGI explosion that mars the slam-bang finale--but it has, among a mainly interchangeable cast of male actors, the indispensable Zoe Saldana.
Freed from her hideous blue colorings in Avatar, the gorgeous Saldana shows enough gumption guts to ignite the fantasies of the James Cameron fan boys. She might actually have the goods to make a female-based action franchise succeed (especially if Angelina Jolie in Salt fizzles out). The Losers gets a top-notch hi-def transfer, good news for a movie about guns and hardware. Extras include the usual bombast about its making and fun with the cast, including a featurette about Saldana joining--and outclassing--the boys’ club.
Steamboat Bill Jr.
(Kino)
Arguments about whether Buster Keaton was “greater” than Charlie Chaplin are moot: I would side with Chaplin, but happily, we don’t have to choose. In any case, Keaton’s slapstick films rank among the funniest ever. Although Steamboat Bill Jr. ambles along for 45 minutes, the pay-off sequences late in the movie, in which Keaton is caught in a hurricane and a flood, are so stunning in their sheer audacious hilarity (high winds blow Keaton around and houses crumble around him, all expertly done by the star himself, of course--no stunt doubles or CGI) that you watch the final 20 minutes with your jaw on the floor.
Kino’s new hi-definition transfer is the best-looking Steamboat Bill, Jr. I’ve yet seen, although not on the level of their earlier Blu-ray of Keaton’s The General. Extras include an alternate cut of the film, a short retrospective documentary, even two music videos (!!). It’s too bad that, on the back of the box, the illiterate phrase “comprised of” is used not once, but twice.
DVDs of the Week
Entre Nos
(IndiePix)
This valentine to co-director/star Paolo Mendoza’s mother showcases, without sentimentality, how a new immigrant living in Queens with her husband and two young kids learns to survive after hubby leaves for Miami and a better job and never returns. In this heartwarming drama, Mariana discovers that she can raise her children even in the most difficult of circumstances.
Mendoza’s lovely and utterly natural acting as her own mother makes it very easy to fall in with this low-key and unassuming movie, even as it smoothes over some hardships the family faces. Special features include a directors’ commentary, Mendoza’s short film Still Standing, a behind-the-scenes featurette and another one about making empanadas (the movie will explain!).
A Town Called Panic
(Zeitgeist)
This Belgian stop-motion animated feature is, in a word, wacky. The introduction of the denizens of the panicky place in which the movie’s set is gutbustingly funny, as they--to a man (or animal)--are supremely on edge. After the first, transcendently creative half--as the tiny plastic figures are made to do things so insane (and inane) that the filmmakers who actually thought it all up deserve our endless thanks--gags start getting repetitive, jokes get staler and the movie comes apart at the seams, limping to the homestretch.
Still, it deserves applause for what it attempts, if not what it achieves, and for doing it in a very original way. Zeitgeist’s disc includes interviews with directors Vincent Patar and Stephane Aubier, deleted scenes, Le Fabrique de Panique (a 52-min. making-of doc) and a bizarre short, Obsessive Compulsive, chosen by the directors as the winner of the company’s Stop-Motion Animation Contest to accompany this film on DVD.
CDs of the Week
Tribute to Frederic Chopin by Irena Portenko
(Blue Griffin Recording)
Victoria Mushkatkol Plays Bach and Chopin
(Fantasy Records)
In this bicentennial year of Frederic Chopin’s birth, it’s only natural that we are getting inundated with many Chopin CD releases. The Polish composer’s reputation rests almost entirely on his solo piano music, even though he wrote concertos and other orchestra works; and it is that formidable array of compositions that these new releases are leaning on, including these excellent new discs by pianists Irena Portenko and Victoria Mushkatkol. Portenko’s disc focuses on two dozen of Chopin’s glorious Etudes, 12 each of Op. 10 and Op. 25. Hearing these short but substantial pieces--most no more than two to three minutes long--might make one think that Chopin was a master of miniatures; even the meatier works Portenko plays on this enticing collection (Etudes, Op. 10, No.3, and Op. 25, No. 7) are less than six minutes long.
Mushkatkol’s more substantive two-CD set opens strongly with Bach’s French Overture before settling into Chopin’s larger keyboard pieces, among them several Ballades, scherzos, and mazurkas, along with an opening Barcarole. Both women play Chopin as if their lives depended on it—which, being pianists, they obviously do.