Calendar: Sept. 15-21

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Wednesday, Sept. 15


ICA Fall Exhibits
In the Institute of Contemporary Art’s new exhibition Set Pieces, Virgil Marti is going for the mash-up effect. When you hear, for example, the Girl Talk juxtaposition of Grizzly Bear’s “Knife” and Clipse’s “Wamp Wamp,” you have two familiar, enjoyable things getting a whole new meaning in the context of each other. Our current culture is constantly curating, putting together incongruous objects for fun. Irony! Pastiche! Memes! We can’t get enough. Marti does it in style, though: He was allowed to mine the PMA’s centuries-spanning collection and storage to put together a show at ICA, combining three centuries of art and sculpture in a contemporary backdrop. His show is one of three opening: One’s from sculptural duo Anne Chu and Matthew Monahan, one’s Canadian artist Erin Shirreff’s first solo exhibition. And there’s nothing ironic about art-opening booze. -Pamela Takefman

6pm. Free. Institute of Contemporary Art, 118 S. 36th St. 215.898.7108.

Ryan Blotnick
Originally from Maine, guitarist Ryan Blotnick migrated to New York after pursuing formal training in Denmark. There, the 27-year-old might have imbibed what critic Stuart Nicholson calls the “Nordic tone” in jazz: airy and contemplative, abstract yet lyrical, with a dissonant grain and an openness to rock-based, post-everything beats. But Blotnick is tradition-minded as well—the leisurely quartet swing of “Knob Creek,” an unreleased goodie on, makes that clear. His two CDs to date, Music Needs You and Everything Forgets, are as imaginative as they are subdued, with clean guitar melodies, alluring textures (clarinet with electric bass) and a good-humored vibe (one tune he calls “You Can Talk During This”). He arrives this week with a trio to headline the Avant Ascension series. -David R. Adler

9pm. $5. With Abolition of Wayne Newton. Tritone, 1508 South St.

Thursday, Sept. 16


Real Housewives of South Philly
While the Fringe Festival is known for its impressive number of campy works, this highly anticipated performance has gay fun written all over it. No stereotype will be spared as the hilarious crew of the WaitStaff, one of the city’s most outrageous sketch comedy groups, has the “Real Housewives” phenomenon set in its crosshairs. Join creator Sara Carano and the rest of the cast in a no-holds-barred roast of the ladies who made Bravo TV an indelible, if unfortunate, part of pop culture. And the debauchery doesn’t stop with the Jersey wives; this time around the WaitStaff is taking aim at the men in a new sketch on the househusbands. But hold up, put a cap on the excitement. Word is tickets are sold out for both performances. Hopefully, with a little luck and some extra cash to burn, you can still score a seat or two to this remarkably funny show. -Brian Goldthorpe

8pm. $15. Also on Sept. 19, 6pm. L’Eage Cabaret, 625 Bainbridge St.

Stop Making Sense
Really, no one should ever need an excuse to watch (or re-watch) Stop Making Sense. Jonathan Demme’s seminal 1984 film of the Talking Heads in concert is simply one of the most innovative and all-around mind-blowing concert films ever made. Three concerts were filmed separately and edited together into one show that builds like a cohesive concert might—except it’s like no other concert you’ve ever seen before. The visuals are, much like the Talking Heads themselves, eerily bizarre and gratuitously cool. The screening is one of those sad, end-of-summer markers—the last of the outdoor summer Rockin’ Reels series—and will be preceded by Stop Making Sense-themed activities and trivia. Disclaimer: After the screening, both your dance moves and the relative size of your suit may feel inadequate. -Emily Crawford

6pm. Free. Piazza at Schmidt’s, Second St. and Germantown Ave. 215.467.4603.

The last few years have been productive ones for Bucks County quartet Illinois. They’ve toured the country, supported nationally-prominent bands, performed at music festivals, recorded two marvelous Daytrotter sessions and released an odyssey of a record in The Adventures of Kid Catastrophe. The album, which the band released in various chapters over the course of several months, contains 20 songs in total that bounce all over the musical spectrum with hints of country, folk, guitar rock and electronica. “Old Saloon” revolves around a jangling banjo, an instrument of which Chris Archibald makes timely use. “Missing Piece” is a heart-aching piano ballad, while “Hang On” and “She’s So Funny” employ trippy synths over electronic rhythms. The band’s live show is a rousing affair that showcases their eclectic influences. -Kevin Brosky

9pm. $10. With Electric City + AKUDAMA. Johnny Brenda’s, 1201 N. Frankford Ave.

Rocky Horror Show

Jello Biafra was right: Kinky sex makes the world go ’round, and that allure is exactly what has kept revivals of The Rocky Horror Show coming in the decades following its London premiere. You know the story—boy loves girl, car breaks down, transvestites from Transylvania, aliens end the show via non sequitur. Catch the last few shows at the Philadelphia Live Arts Festival, which beckons all Philly freaks to the Mascher Space Co-op, big enough to host the spectacle and small enough to egg on the cult audience participation Rocky Horror demands. Local director Allison Garrett and her team of sweet transvestites are bound to do it justice. See you over at the Frankenstein Place. -Abdullah Saeed

Through Sept. 18. 8pm. $15. Mascher Space, 155 Cecil B. Moore Ave. 215.413.9006.

Friday, Sept. 17


Dutty Chutney
Self-described as “the only Bhangra Dancehall soundclash in Illadelph and O-merica,” Dutty Chutney is an intoxicating blend of musical stylings from around the globe. Local DJs Mandip, M-ski and Aseem create a sound that defies expectation by bringing together Southeast Asian and Caribbean influences with a bit of hip-hop sprinkled on top. Think Mad Decent favorites Major Lazer, but a little more Punjab. Really, any words used to describe them just seem goofy if said out loud. All that matters is that they’ve got a sound that gets the dance floor rocking and bodies sweating. If Dutty Chutney’s shameless self-promotion is to be believed, you won’t find a dance party like this anywhere else in the Illadelph. Or O-merica. -Julian Galette

10pm. $5. Fluid. 613 S. Fourth St. 215.629.3686.

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