this week in music

HIGH DIALS

The High Dials will sing about insane teenage love and more at Fontana’s on Saturday night (photo by Marieve Petit)

Fontana’s
105 Eldridge St. between Grand & Broome Sts.
Saturday, November 12, $8, 10:00
212-334-6740
www.fontanasnyc.com
www.thehighdials.net

Montreal alternapop outfit High Dials have been building their reputation with such well-received albums as 2003’s A New Devotion, 2005’s War of the Wakening Phantoms, and 2008’s Moon Country. The five-piece band, who cite the Zombies as their biggest influence — they even got to work with head Zombie Rod Argent on their 2007 EP, The Holy Ground — recorded their latest, Anthems for a Doomed Youth (Rainbow Quartz, November 2010), in a house that just might have been haunted. But there’s no need to be scared of their mellifluous, harmonic sound, featured on such tracks as “Teenage Love Made Me Insane” and “Bedroom Shadows,” with Trevor Anderson on rhythm guitar and vocals, Robbie MacArthur on lead guitar, George Donoso III on drums, Eric Dougherty on keyboards, and David Jalbert on bass. The High Dials will be at Fontana’s on Saturday night at 10:00, preceded by Blackbells (8:00) and DeVries (9:00) and followed by a free late-night dance party hosted by Future Relative.

WOODEN SHJIPS

Wooden Shjips are heading east with their new album WEST

Music Hall of Williamsburg
66 North Sixth St.
Thursday, November 10, $13-$15, 9:00
718-486-5400
www.woodenshjips.com
www.musichallofwilliamsburg.com

San Francisco’s Wooden Shjips have created a monster epic with their latest disc, West (Thrill Jockey, September 2011). A heavy dose of psychedelic, experimental, hard-drivin’ spaced-out rock, the album demands to be played loud, the better to rattle around inside your brain longer. The seven-song suite, ostensibly about Manifest Destiny and the opening of the American West, is no mere Ennio Morricone acid trip; the opening track, “Black Smoke Rise,” mixes the Kinks’ “You Really Got Me” and “Superman” with early ’90s Sonic Youth, while “Home” blasts away with nods to both Neil Young and Bruce Springsteen. (We’re not kidding; just check out “Downbound Train” to see if we’re not completely crazy.) Featuring Ripley Johnson on guitar and vocals, Dusty Jermier on bass, Nash Whalen on organ, and Omar Ahsanuddin on drums, Wooden Shjips especially take flight on “Flight,” soaring into parts unknown. “I got something you ought to try,” Johnson sings on “Crossing,” and he could just as well be referring to the new album or the band’s live show; they’ll be at the Music Hall of Williamsburg on November 10 with Birds of Avalon and Citay.

TWI-NY TALK: EMILY JOHNSON

Emily Johnson explores home and heritage in THE THANK-YOU BAR (photo by Cameron Wittig)

THE THANK-YOU BAR
New York Live Arts
Bessie Schönberg Theater
219 West 19th St. between Seventh & Eighth Aves.
November 9-12, $15-$20
212-691-6500
www.newyorklivearts.org
www.catalystdance.com

“I want to make work that looks at identity and cultural responsibility — that is beautiful and powerful — full of myth and truth at the same time,” choreographer Emily Johnson explains in her mission statement. “I want to be grounded in my heritage, supported by my community, and giving back — always.” Born in Alaska of Yup’ik descent and based in Minneapolis, Johnson has been creating site-specific dance installations in collaboration with visual artists and musicians since 1998, exploring ideas of home, identity, and the natural world through different modes of storytelling. Her latest multimedia performance piece is The Thank-you Bar, running at New York Live Arts from November 9 to 12. A collaboration with musicians James Everest and Joel Pickard of BLACKFISH, who will play a special set on the final night, the performance installation also includes beadwork by Karen Beaver and paper sculptures by Krista Kelley Walsh. The extremely eloquent and thoughtful Johnson carefully considered our questions for our latest twi-ny talk; she will also participate in a preshow chat on November 9 with NYLA artistic director Carla Peterson as well as a discussion on November 11 with dancer-choreographer Reggie Wilson following the 9:30 show.

twi-ny: In her Context Notes about The Thank-you Bar on the New York Live Arts blog, Biba Bell is taken by your voiceover “What is becoming more clear to me is what I’m missing,” asking the questions “How many moments are passed, paused or pregnant with the sense of what is missed — something, someone, someplace? What do they sound like, smell like, and how do they feel?” What are some of the things you are missing, and how do they drive your artistic creation?

Emily Johnson: I said that — about the missing — because I am feeling years accumulate. What is absent is becoming an acute pain and it makes me feel old, most simply because of what has already gone by. I have missed my niece and nephew growing up because I was in Minneapolis, making dance, while they were in Alaska. I miss many, many mornings with my grandma — casual mornings of coffee, where we sit around, she doing crosswords until a story comes out. If I’m not around, I simply miss the story and I miss the time. And this creates the yearning — or heightens it, at the very least. I long for these stories. I long for the time with my elders, the time with my niece and nephew and rest of my family. And it points to what might not be: How much longer can I wait to learn the Yup’ik language, helped along by my grandma — the only one in my family who speaks it? How much longer can my body make do without feeling the ground of Alaska beneath my feet on a regular, day in and day out basis? What disservice do I do my life when I let these things pass me by?

Eventually, time runs out. Every summer I go home for the salmon run and I am trying to imprint the process of putting the salmon up (cleaning, smoking, kippuring, freezing . . .) into my brain so that when it comes my time to take charge of making it happen I will be able to do so. These are some of the things I am missing, and the absence and the longing are so real that it creates a new version of life. Biba’s questions about sounds, smell, feel — this is exactly what drives me. As I created The Thank-you Bar, a work very much about missing home/land, I thought about how our bodies miss, how our minds remember — not a scientific how, but a how related to our own perceptions of our experiences. When a thread of a Crystal Gayle song comes on, I am brought back to the jukebox at my grandma’s bar; when I think about the mountains near my Alaskan home, my chest aches and for some reason it also feels like I am diving into a very cold lake, exhilarating my being. And the thoughts about where and when also make me think of the future.

When I make dances, I try to imagine the future. I get curious about what images, reactions, or stories the audience might remember four days after seeing a performance. This leads me to structure dances with a focused attention on the smallest of details: what the audience might walk on as they enter the space, what they might smell during a particular story. . . . It makes me consider what I can leave out of the equation so as to let conjecture and interpretation have a role in the room.

Emily Johnson has teamed up with James Everest and Joel Pickard of BLACKFISH and others in THE THANK-YOU BAR (photo by Cameron Wittig)

twi-ny: The Thank-you Bar and its companion exhibit, “This Is Displacement,” explore the idea of home. You were born in Alaska, you’re based in Minneapolis, and you’re now presenting the New York premiere of a work that has previously been performed in Oklahoma, Houston, and other locations. Where is home for you?

Emily Johnson: The most specific, locating answer is that I have two homes: one in Minneapolis, the other in Alaska. I love both places, and the home in Minneapolis is actually more concrete: it has my stuff in it. The home in Alaska feels expansive and like it goes on for thousands of years, probably because it doesn’t actually have any walls. I don’t have a living space in Alaska, but it’s where I come from and where I continually return to.

To be honest, I try to build another home for myself and audiences in The Thank-you Bar. Does this mean I am searching? Does this mean I believe we can adapt to any longing, and dislocation? I build the home by trying to bring attention to the building we are in and the people who are gathered in the room. I try to imagine the walls gone; I try to imagine what was here before the current incarnation. I want the feeling of “home” to lead to a kind of intimacy so that people feel comfortable, responsible even, for it. I think we tend to look at things as static when, in reality, our bodies and places house past, present, and future, at once. It’s anything but static and it’s kind of exciting to tap into.

twi-ny: You collaborated with James Everest and Joel Pickard of BLACKFISH on The Thank-you Bar, and the duo will be playing a special concert on November 12. What is it about their music that draws you to them and made you want to work with them?

Emily Johnson: BLACKFISH music is dramatically mind altering for me. When James [Everest], Joel [Pickard], and I started work, part of our process was to improvise together in a room, daily. We’ve continued that process, as much as we can when we tour, and out of it James and Joel created their project, BLACKFISH. As BLACKFISH, they perform improvised concerts in conjunction with our tours. I love their concerts — and I love that they’ve developed this entire project out of The Thank-you Bar. On the twelfth, they’re releasing a gorgeous limited edition, letter-pressed, eight-CD collection of some of the concerts they’ve recorded over the past two years. John Scott heard their concert in Vermont this summer and has since worked with them for music for his new work. He very endearingly asked my permission first.

In The Thank-you Bar, they don’t play as BLACKFISH; they play as James and Joel. What I most appreciate about them is their specificity and dedication to improvisation. The music they composed for The Thank-you Bar is set; it came from improvisations, from bouts of memory and discussions of the jukebox I mentioned (that at my grandma’s was filled with classic country). The sound of dislocation and rerouting to find home is what they built for The Thank-you Bar. It makes me want to work with them again and again.

One day, early in the process, I was rehearsing in a separate studio. I came down and they told me to sit on the floor. They proceeded to play music that layered inch by inch and sound by sound, as they appeared and disappeared, until a reverberating chorus echoed off the walls. I remember slapping the floor and exclaiming/laughing at the genius of it. Them: missing. Music: building. We’ve kept it. They basically choreographed the beginning of the dance.

GREGORY ROGOVE: PIANA

Electric Lady Studios
52 West Eighth St.
Wednesday, November 9, 7:00
212-677-4700
www.gregoryrogove.com
www.electricladystudios.com

Gregory Rogove is one busy guy. Born in Pittsburgh and raised in Lancaster, Pennsylvania (Amish country), Rogove has traveled the world playing and studying a wide range of music. He sings and plays the drums in Priestbird with Saunder Jurriaans and Danny Bensi (their latest record, May’s Beachcomber, was produced by Pearl Jam’s Stone Gossard), is the drummer for Devendra Banhart and the Grogs, and is one-third of crunk mock rockers Megapuss, along with Fabrizio Moretti of the Strokes and Banhart. Rogove’s latest project is Piana, a collection of ten solo piano pieces that he wrote and then had John Medeski record. The album is scheduled to release on January 31, accompanied by a DVD of sonic and visual reinterpretations of the songs by the Bees, Hecuba, Billy Martin, Lucky Dragons, Banhart, Lauren Dukoff, Moretti, Juan España, Diana García, and others. Rogove will be at Electric Lady Studios on November 9 to present a special multimedia live preview of Piana, playing with special guests Adam Green and Storms, both of whom contribute to the remix DVD; the show will also include video, sculpture, animation, photographs, drawings, and other related visual art.

THE MOVIE THAT GOES TO 11: SPINAL TAP

BAMcinématek turns it up to eleven with 11:11 screening of THIS IS SPINAL TAP on 11/11/11

THIS IS SPINAL TAP (Rob Reiner, 1984)
BAMcinématek
30 Lafayette Ave. between Ashland Pl. & St. Felix St.
Friday, November 11, $12, 7:00 & 11:11 pm
212-415-5500
www.bam.org

Get ready to smell the glove, and beware the patron saint of quality footwear. BAMcinématek is celebrating November 11, 2011 — 11/11/11 — with a special 11:11 pm screening of the greatest mockumentaries of them all, the towering classic This Is Spinal Tap. Rob Reiner’s triumphant tale follows the intimate lives of three heavy metal heads — Nigel Tufnel (Christopher Guest), David St. Hubbins (Michael McKean), and Derek Smalls (Harry Shearer) — and a series of highly flammable drummers as the band attempts a comeback. The hysterical film, which does indeed go all the way up to eleven, includes cameos by Bruno Kirby, Ed Begley Jr., Dana Carvey, Fran Drescher, Billy Crystal, Howard Hesseman, Paul Benedict, Paul Shaffer, Anjelica Huston, Fred Willard, and, yes, the one and only Patrick MacNee, as well as such unforgettable hits as “Hell Hole,” “Big Bottom,” “Sex Farm,” “Lick My Love Pump,” and, of course, “Stonehenge.” The screening will be followed by a Skype Q&A with Guest and Shearer in character; here’s hoping there are no electronic screw-ups like when Smalls gets stuck in a pod during one of the film’s funniest moments.

PIANOMANIA

Stefan Knüpfer and Lang Lang carefully consider the intricate sounds of a grand piano in PIANOMANIA

PIANOMANIA (Lilian Franck & Robert Cibis, 2010)
Film Society of Lincoln Center
Elinor Bunin Munroe Film Center
144 West 65th St. between Broadway & Amsterdam Ave.
Opens Friday, November 4
www.firstrunfeatures.com
www.filmlinc.com

A surprisingly exciting race against time, Lilian Franck and Robert Cibis’s Pianomania offers an inside look at a fascinating aspect of the world of classical keyboardists. The award-winning documentary follows the triumphs and travails of Stefan Knüpfer, the chief technician for Steinway & Sons in Vienna whose primary responsibility is to make sure that the company’s grand pianos are in pristine condition for the great pianists who come to play at the Vienna Concert House. Early in the film, he is running around the dark underbelly of the venue, searching for just the right bench for Lang Lang, displaying his passion and his demand for perfection. The narrative focuses on Knüpfer’s desperate attempts to ensure that piano number 109 (and then 245) is exactly how Pierre-Laurent Aimard wants it as the piano master prepares for a series of Bach recordings. “The tone isn’t breathing,” explains Aimard, who continues to point out minute problems that only he and one of the technicians seem to be able to hear, but Knüpfer is determined to do everything in his power to satisfy Aimard, using whatever means necessary to get the job done. Knüpfer, who goes deep inside 245, the camera intricately following him as he examines nearly every one of the 88 hammers and 230 strings, rarely gets mad at the sometimes diva-like dictates of such pianists as Aimard, Alfred Brendel, and Rudolf Buchbinder, instead seeing each subtle nuance as a challenge, even if it means playfully chastising someone for removing a ball of dust from a piano, since every little detail influences the unique sound of the instrument. He does lighten up significantly when working with Igudesman and Joo, who use grand pianos (and not-so-grand violins) for their comedy act, including playing a very funny joke on them. Although Knüpfer says that he considers his clients “special” instead of “neurotic,” he does admit that he himself is neurotic as he lovingly explores the many secrets and hidden magic that exist within the distinct personalities of each piano he comes into contact with. You don’t have to love classical piano to love Pianomania. The film opens November 4 at Lincoln Center’s Elinor Bunin Munroe Film Center, with codirector Cibis on hand for a Q&A following the 7:15 screening.

FIRST SATURDAY — SANFORD BIGGERS: SWEET FUNK—AN INTROSPECTIVE

Sanford Biggers, “Calenda (Big Ass Bang!),” pure pigment, mirrored disco ball, 2004 (courtesy of the artist and Michael Klein Arts, New York)

Brooklyn Museum
200 Eastern Parkway
Saturday, November 5, free, 5:00 – 11:00 (some events require free tickets distributed in advance at the Visitor Center)
212-864-5400
www.brooklynmuseum.org

The exhibition “Sanford Biggers: Sweet Funk—An Introspective” is at the center of the Brooklyn Museum’s free First Saturday program for November, focusing on the sociocultural, history-laden work of the L.A.-born, New York-based multidisciplinary artist, who will be on hand to give an artist talk at 8:00. The evening also includes live performances by Navegante, Ninjasonik, Kanene Holder (400 Years of GRRRRRR), and Imani Uzuri, a screening of Charles Burnett’s To Sleep with Anger, an artist talk with Matthew Buckingham about his installation “The Spirit and the Letter,” a curator talk with Teresa Carbone on “Youth and Beauty: Art of the American Twenties,” a book club talk and signing with Paul Beatty (The White Boy Shuffle), and a dance party hosted by DJ Rich Medina with Jump N Funk paying tribute to Fela Kuti, Afrobeat, and world music. Among the other exhibitions on view are “Raw/Cooked: Kristof Wickman,” “Lee Mingwei: ’The Moving Garden,’” “Eva Hesse Spectres 1960,” “Timothy Greenfield-Sanders: The Latino List,” “reOrder: An Architectural Environment by Situ Studio,” and “Split Second: Indian Paintings.”