In a New Yorker cartoon by Larry Hat, labeled “B.Q.E. Farmers’ Market,” a hayseed in overalls stands on the sidewalk, holding up fresh produce as fume-spewing cars speed by. That’s not a bad metaphor for the pseudonymous cartoonist himself—Andy Friedman—who recently released Weary Things, his fine second album of rough, yet sophisticated, country and Eastern music. Friedman is one of the many righteous local talents who all too frequently go overlooked amid the endless jostle of young, fresh faces. In autobiographical tunes like “I Miss Being Broken, Lowdown, and Alone,” “Guys Like Me Don’t Get Grants,” and “Freddy’s Backroom,” this third-generation Brooklynite and his band the Other Failures nail the ambivalent impulses confounding the hearts of hard-drinking, Haggard-spinning, middle-aged urban family men everywhere.
Thu., Jan. 29, 7:30 p.m., 2009
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on January 21, 2009