He’s a horn player and band leader, of course. But he’s always been a words guy, too—verbalizing schemes, enthusing over his loves, griping about inequities. So his new Subway Moon, in both book and CD forms, speaks to his strengths. The poems capture the rumination vibe of the Q train and the indelible menagerie it ferries daily. Blended with Nathanson’s music, they become mini theatre pieces, evoking myriad images if not outright narratives. Watch the opening doors.
Fri., May 15, 8 p.m., 2009