forgot to mention

Saw live Savath and Savalas, not because certain folks think Eva is fine, nor to prove sexed-up indie boys wrong, not even because I am a fan. (Which I am.) I saw them mainly for Susie Ibarra, one of my favorite drummers pretty much ever. It was the first time I’d seen her play, outside of those women in jazz and John Zorn documentaries.
Watching her approach rock-ish drumming from a pristine, graceful improv platform was hard evidence of her malleability. The rest of the show was pretty fabulous, too, and more immediately compelling than the record—Catalan-folk uptwisted with little Free Design/Brazilian psychedelia vibration, and a full band, playing in swathes.
What up to the phenomenal Scott Herren-recommended Clube da Esquina, con Milton Nascimento y Lo Borges.