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Rebirth Brass Band

Sat., July 26, 7 & 9:30 p.m.

Anyone who’s seen a good New Orleans brass band knows that even their best albums can’t match the excitement of their live performances. But if you want to support yourself as a touring act, it helps to make recordings—they give you something to sell at shows, and each release gives music-media types a new reason to cover your group. The veteran players in Rebirth Brass Band are arguably the country’s finest practitioners of this celebratory sound, as raucous as they are skilled, and their records capture an impressive percentage of their onstage energy. They embark on occasional genre exercises, but on the new Move Your Body (Basin Street) those gestures don’t feel forced or alien. The opening track, “Lord, Lord, Lord, You’ve Sure Been Good to Me,” is a gospel stomper with guest vocals by Glen David Andrews, and its funked-up sound doesn’t fall from the Rebirth tree; “On My Way” appropriates a basic reggae template; and the Loggins-Messina AM-radio classic “Your Momma Don’t Dance” makes for a convincing polyphonic brass jam. The one borderline failure is “HBNS,” a stab at bedroom R&B (it stands for “hot butt-naked sex,” as distinct from “hot partially clothed sex”). Rebirth does better with blunt raunch anyway—these are the guys who did “Pop That Pussy” on 2001’s Hot Venom. Whether their sets at these shows focus on new instant classics (“Who’s Rockin’, Who’s Rollin’?”) or dusties from their back catalog (“Rebirth Kickin’ It Live”), they’re sure to tear it up by tapping into durable Crescent City grit. —Peter Margasak $25-$40

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SPACE (map)
1245 Chicago Ave.
phone 847-492-8860
Rebirth Brass Band


Brad Linde's Team Players

Sun., July 27, 10 p.m.

This nimble quartet is nominally led by D.C. saxophonist Brad Linde, but on the recent Draft (Bleebop/Mole Tree), it often functions as a democratic collective—each member contributes material, and some tracks are group improvisations. The album opens with the jagged, freely improvised “Scrimmage,” which combines hurtling, fractured beats from drummer Deric Dickens, give-and-take saxophone sputters from Linde and Billy Wolfe, and coloristic tones and pointillistic stabs from electric guitarist Aaron Quinn. But on the very next song the band plays elegant, warmly melodic postbop. With their fluid group timbre, Team Players can veer off the road at any moment, suddenly ramping up or down in volume and intensity if not discarding a tune’s changes altogether—and they can pick up the pieces again just as swiftly. —Peter Margasak A quartet of Keefe Jackson, Brad Linde, Jason Roebke, and Deric Dickens opens. $7 suggested donation

Hungry Brain (map)
2319 W. Belmont Ave.
Roscoe Village
phone 773-709-1401
Brad Linde's Team Players


Extraordinary Popular Delusions

Mondays, 8:30 p.m.

In one evening they might touch on rip-snorting fire music, spacy electronics, or delicate, arrhythmic timbral explorations—half the fun is seeing them disappear down a stylistic rabbit hole, then come out the other end sounding like something from a different genre, decade, or planet. —Bill Meyer, 2012

Beat Kitchen (map)
2100 W. Belmont Ave.
Roscoe Village
phone 773-281-4444


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