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Now Hear This
CASIOTONE FOR THE PAINFULLY ALONE Saturday, September 11, hi-dive, 720-570-4500.
Owen Ashworth started Casiotone for the Painfully Alone in 1997 as an electro-pop one-man band. But over the years, the act has made its sound more organic, especially as Ashworth started playing with various collaborators.
The seemingly confessional lyrics are really snapshots of American life, and the kinds of portraits we’d almost rather not share, in spite of the fl awed beauty inherent in them.
Ashworth’s songs are the musical equivalent of the films of Todd Solondz and Wes Anderson: oddly compelling despite often shining a light on uncomfortable situations, all while maintaining a healthy sense of humor in the worst moments. Casiotone’s live shows leave you with a great sense of peace rather than unrelenting sadness, and that is what makes Ashworth, touring with this project for the last time, such a remarkable performer.
— TOM MURPHY
PARAMORE
Monday, September 13, Red Rocks Amphitheatre, 303-830-8497.
Formed in 2004, when its members were still in high school, Paramore has become a rock-radio institution, with several tours down and three albums on the venerable pop-punk imprint Fueled by Ramen under its belt. Hayley Williams’s robust and pitchperfect vocals shoot the band far beyond contemporary acts like Boys Like Girls, the Cab and Hey Monday, erring instead on the side of Heart and No Doubt. Williams also has an obvious affection for Gwen Stefani’s fashion sense — and for the band itself, apparently, as Paramore’s videos resemble No Doubt’s mid-career work — but her voice is still the focal point, sending Paramore soaring high above its Twilight-soundtrack companions.
— BREE DAVIES
KELE
Tuesday, September 14, Summit Music Hall, 1-866-468-7621.
Capitalizing on the best part of Bloc Party, lead singer Kele Okereke has stepped out and found a better place for his vacant and sexy vocals: the club. Enlisting Spank Rock producer XXXChange for his solo debut, The Boxer, Kele released an early-summer single, “Tenderoni,” which served as a dirty and thumping introduction to his true calling: Catchy, hook-nailing divo. Embarking on an extensive U.K./U.S. tour this month, Kele should more than satisfy bereaved Bloc Party fans while gaining a new legion of bassheads and booty-shakers.
— DAVIES
TITUS AND RONICUS
Wednesday, September 15, Bluebird Theater, 303-830-8497.
“Tramps like us, baby we were born to die,” shouts Titus Andronicus singer Patrick Stickles on the opening track of his band’s latest album, The Monitor. The line is an obvious homage to both the Garden State, from which he and his bandmates hail, and that state’s most celebrated Boss. Unlike certain Gaslighty bands from the area, Titus Andronicus borrows sparingly from Springsteen and instead focuses on shaping a sound of its own centered on Stickles, who expresses frustrations about his home state, his country and life in general, with the delivery and fragility of Desaparecidos-era Conor Oberst. Delivering lyrics that resonate more with every listen, a punk-rock passion and a landscape wrought with inspiration, Titus Andronicus has the potential to be one of the most exciting and intriguing bands playing music today.
— ANDY THOMAS
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