Todd V. Wolfson
Thanks to the songsmithery of Alejandro Escovedo, crying tears into your beer never sounded so good
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For information call 954-776-0660.
Performs at 8:00 p.m. on Friday, May 19, at Fu-Bar, 909 E Cypress Creek Rd, Fort Lauderdale.
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Although last year's Bourbonitis Blues is a studio recording, it offers a fine, if brief, approximation of Escovedo's live act. He restructures the 1996 song "Guilty" into something that would fit perfectly on Exile On Main Street, turns in some sterling covers (among them a gut-wrenching take of Ian Hunter's "Irene Wilde" and a smoldering "Sex Beat," the Gun Club chestnut from its Fire of Love album). Better, though, is "I Was Drunk," a song of bottomless turmoil and torment set to a swaying waltz tempo and some astonishing playing by cellist Brian Standefer and guitarist Hines. It's a loser's anthem of self-pity and betrayal, self-abuse, and memories too bitter to shake. Yet there is beauty within Escovedo's misery, something almost grievously angelic. Which is to say, it is the quintessence of Alejandro Escovedo's remarkable artistry.