Red Baraat’s Festival of Colors 2017 – Tickets – The Sinclair – Cambridge, MA – March 17th, 2017
Bowery Boston & World Music/CRASHarts presents
Red Baraat's Festival of Colors 2017
Shilpa Ray, Ganavya
Fri, March 17, 2017
Doors: 7:00 pm / Show: 8:00 pmThe Sinclair
$25 advance / $27 day of show
This event is 18 and over
The Sinclair is general admission standing room only. Tickets available at AXS.COM, or by phone at 888-929-7849. No service charge on tickets purchased in person at The Sinclair Box office Wednesdays-Saturdays 12-7PM. Please note: box office is cash only.https://www.sinclaircambridge.com/event/1420132/
The festival debuted in 2012 at a sold out Le Poisson Rouge in New York City and has since expanded to cities nationwide. This year's iteration will take place in NYC, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Washington DC, Boston, Seattle, Portland, Philadelphia and beyond.
Bandleader and dhol player Sunny Jain curates a night of music highlighting the South Asian Diaspora in America. Past lineups have included DJ Rekha, Falu, Radhe Radhe: Rites of Holi (a film by the late, award-winning filmmaker, Prashant Bhargava, and Grammy-nominated pianist/composer, Vijay Iyer), Brooklyn Raga Massive, Mandeep Sethi, Parijat Desai Dance Company, Rupa & The April Fishes and Madame Gandhi.
Special guests for the 2017 Red Baraat Festival of Colors will be announced soon! This tour is in conjunction with the release of the band’s new album BHANGRA PIRATES on Rhyme & Reason Records.
Shilpa Ray is, through no fault of her own, one of our unsung great artists. Having made her bones with the gothic Sturm und Drang of Beat The Devil and moving forward to the blues erosion of "…and The Happy Hookers" Shilpa Ray has been, armed only with an incomparable voice and harmonium haunted by the ghosts of dead lovers, perpetually crying in the wind, hoisting both middle fingers in the general direction of god. It's not a life a wise man would choose. Shilpa Ray kicks against the pricks but the pricks keep coming. But, again, what can you do?
Well, that's been the narrative until now. With Last Year's Savage (maybe a nod to Leonard Cohen maybe a nod to Barrence Whitfield) Shilpa Ray has taken the pain and dark funk of earlier sounds and made explicit the sublimity that was always there just below the surface. The conversation has become less a break up with doors ripped from their hinges and more the last pained pillow talk before parting. The obsessions with sex, death, bodily functions, and betrayal (not necessarily in that order) remain but Shilpa has expanded the palate to convey the resignation, the simmering discontent of an artist disenfranchised and held down. This is a quieter rage than the music Shilpa Ray has made before, more plaintive and considered, even if it's the quiet of a hand gripped tight on the axe handle. The music remains gorgeous and stirring in its directness while Shilpa herself remains, thankfully, entirely and inappropriately threatening.
Shilpa Ray has, up till this, point, yes, been an "artist's artist." Just about every musician in New York City, who doesn't hate her, loves her. Nick Cave sings her praises to all with the ears to listen (he brought her along a European tour as an opener and as a backup singer in the States). Obviously there are some who will always prefer lesser versions of the Shilpa Rays of the world (as if there could be more than one), preferably with blue eyes and On Brand Waifishness, but the truth will, eventually out. Talent this big can only be kept down for so long before the sky cracks and we all drown in the blood of angels. Either way, this is Shilpa Ray's year.
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