Matthew Logan Vasquez
Frances Cone, PR Newman
1940 9th St. NW
Washington, DC, 20001
Doors 6:30 PM / Show 6:45 PM
This event is all ages
Matthew Logan Vasquez
2015 (The Year of The Ram) has been a year of major change for Matthew Logan Vasquez. He moved with his wife, Marthe, from Brooklyn to Austin, he saw the birth of his first child Thor, and after a decade since founding his critically acclaimed band, Delta Spirit, he's finally decided to go it alone FOR THE FIRST TIME, with his solo debut, The Austin EP, to be released November, 2015 , and a full length LP, Solicitor Returns, to shortly follow in early 2016. This sea- change is reflected on the EP's stunning psych-folk-rock opener, a ballsy 18-minute track (yes EIGHTEEN minutes) that conjures desert visions of Crazy Horse guitar solos, David Crosby's mustache, and all the good things about a journey through the past on mescaline. Matt actually grew up in Austin (and Dana Point, CA too) and the song is a slice of his life--an autobiography that isn't even close to being finished-- an epic American saga that reflects his skill as a remarkable modern songwriter still on the rise. If Richard Linklater could write a song, this would be it.
"Matt's voice and words have that Nashville outcast vibe to it," says Jay Sweet, producer of the Newport Folk Festival and a longtime champion of Matt's music. "He's not California, he's not Texas, he's not Brooklyn—even though he's lived in all of those places. He's a transplant and a vagabond, which is why he embodies folk and rock music. For a singer- songwriter, he is truly refreshing."
Matt went solo for simple reasons-- to return to the style of rock he loves. And when he went solo he REALLY went solo. He plays every instrument on the record, except for two drum tracks and one guitar track. Delta Spirit undoubtedly will be back but he wanted to make a collection of music without the influence of his beloved brethren (it's only natural for a frontman to feel the need to let loose from time to time). You will hear his new material and you will hear Iggy Pop. Neil Young. Kurt Cobain. Gram Parsons. But ultimately, you're hearing Matthew Logan Vasquez. A man young at heart, who loves the shit out of rock music... loves it so much that it's been his life's goal to make the masses reconnect with her spirit. But he's become a father, and he's been through some shit. His dad was a bomb builder. Fact.
At the end of the day, Matt's objective as a singer, a poet, a preacher, a believer in this beautiful bullshit we call "RocknRoll," is to find some harmony through life's confusion and to make you feel good about yourself. He'll be spreading his message via his wonderful songs starting in the fall of 2015. You better go put your dimes in his collection basket. Are there better things you can be doin with those dimes?
Written by Jesse Lauter
Hailing from the low-country of Charleston, SC, now Brooklyn-based Frances Cone creates an indie pop that harkens back to old time folk and blues. With soulful, smoky vocals, and lyrics that both comfort and challenge, the band subverts tradition to live in a world of delicate sensibilities and mesmerizing heartbreak, reaching a place that sings you through the ups and the downs, remarking on the heavy while lightening the load. They fall into a world occupied by the likes of Neko Case, Cat Power, Feist, Rufus Waingwright, and Ryan Adams. Fronted by Frances Cone, she is joined onstage by Jeff Malinowski, Andrew Doherty, and Aaron Shafer-Haiss. Already acclaimed by the likes of Vanity Fair, American Songwriter, Paste and Brooklyn Vegan, their reach is proving far and wide, their authenticity and captivating melodies undeniable.
On his debut as PR Newman, Spencer Garland excels at a charming, clamorous jangle. Accented by horns, harmonica, handclaps, and whistles, Turn Out's big-band jaunt presents the former Berkshire Hound's own brand of groovy twang-pop, unafraid of garage rock ("But, No") or soul ("Right Here, Yeah, Ya"). A multitude of sounds coalesce organically in Garland's most Americana moments ("Whatever Happened," "Damn, I Miss That Guy") as strung together by engineer Daniel McNeill. Local scene vets including Mike St. Clair from White Denim and Brendan Bond of A. Sinclair feature in the lineup. Reflecting these manifold collaborators, the jumble of genres between songs and varied instrumentals actually acts as a unifier, 11 tracks of well-executed hodgepodge.