The 10 Best Concerts in New York This Week, 2/17/14


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Monday, 2/17:

The Nepotist
Rockwood Music Hall
10:30 p.m., free
From Ithaca, NY come the Nepotist — a pair of siblings that make moving alt-soul perfect for the cold weather outside. Chris and Hayden Frank bring their smattering of old and new school influences back to Rockwood for a late-night, free show, and their talent will definitely convince you that they got there by more than a little nepotism. — By Brittany Spanos

Tuesday, 2/18:

Wild Cub
Bowery Ballroom
9:00 p.m., $15
Since the release of their debut LP Youth, Nashville indie pop band Wild Cub have been the ones to consistently watch. Their deeply melodic and richly layered songwriting is as much to thank as their unceasing infectiousness and darkly fun melodies. This week, they play a headlining set at Bowery Ballroom and will most likely get the whole venue to its feet with their danceable, bouncy tunes. — By Brittany Spanos

Wednesday, 2/19:

Eddie Palmieri Salsa Orchestra
B.B. King Blues Club & Grill
8:00 p.m., $30/$35
The Grammy-winning NEA Jazz Master has spent the past half century taking the music of the barrio into the concert hall, but success hasn’t dulled the Latin pianist’s flavor or diminished his drive for live performance. At 77, Palmieri still pounds the keys Monk style with the same percussive fervor that he brought to Tito Rodriguez’s band in the ’50s or his own trombone-heavy Charanga groups in the ’60s and beyond. With ironclad claves and a blistering call-and-response aesthetic, he adheres to one inviolable rule: If it wouldn’t cut it on a dance floor (or an Olympic ice rink), don’t play it. — By Aidan Levy

Marty Stuart & Connie Smith
Jazz at Lincoln Center, Allen Room
8:30 p.m., $60-$100
Marty Stuart traded in his mullet and bejeweled Nudie suits long ago, but one of country music’s most eclectic showmen is still serving up piping hot servings of hillbilly rock. Stuart’s unique recipe of honky tonk, rockabilly, country rock, traditional country and bluegrass has satisfied genre connoisseurs since 1978 — prior to Stuart joining Johnny Cash’s backing band, and long before he was appointed to ’90s country royalty after being named President of the Country Music Foundation. Fast forward twenty years and listeners can hope to hear nearly four decades of legendary Americana, and most likely selections from his 2012 Sugar Hill release, Nashville, Vol. 1: Tear the Woodpile Down. Also performing is Stuart’s wife and fellow country singer Connie Smith. — By Erin Manning

Thursday, 2/20:

Stage 48
7:30 p.m., $25-$45
On his 1999 single “Let Me Know,” Cam’ron weirdly rapped over a sample of the Monday Night Football theme. It was the first case of baffling genius in a career that has since seen many bizarrely outstanding moments, ranging from the conceptual novelty of “Oh Boy,” the assonant assholery of Purple Haze, and the TMI-induced pathos of “I.B.S.” to the everyman relatability of “I Hate My Job” and the darkly oneiric artwork of last year’s Ghetto Heaven, Vol 1. Most recently, Killa Cam has taken to wearing a cape around New York, and he’s teamed up with designer Mark McNairy to turn this reprisal of boyhood fantasy into a viable fashion statement. With almost two decades in the game, it’s safe to say that Cam’s still moving the movement. See him leap through his classic material in a single bound at Stage 48. Don’t be late. — By Winston Groman

Thursday, 2/20:

Russian Circles + Inter Ama
Bowery Ballroom
8:00 p.m., $15
Playing apocalyptic post-metal fed through somber moments of relief, the Chicago band is something more of a cinematic project than an aggressive one. In a sentence, they prove that heavy industrial rock music can be abrasive as well as delicate, a tension that creates a full, ripe sound. Alongside Richmond’s Inter Arma, a band known for their unique combination of psychedelic black metal and doom, Bowery Ballroom is bound to get heavy. — By Maria Sherman

‘Portraits of Joni: Jessica Molaskey Sings Joni Mitchell’
Jazz at Lincoln Center, Allen Room
7:30 p.m. & 9:30 p.m., $75-$140
If Joni Mitchell isn’t singing her own songs, it’s hard to imagine anyone singing them better than Molaskey, a singer whose smoky voice carries the intellect and emotion necessary to capture Mitchell’s often chilly immediacy. “Portraits of Joni” is the evening’s come-on title, and Larry Goldings and others will be guesting. But if it were only the headliner reviewing Mitchell, you’d be assured of a surpassingly meaningful time. — By David Finkle

Angel Olsen + Cian Nugent + Jaye Bartell
Le Poisson Rouge
5:30 p.m., $15
That 100 proof voice grabs you by the throat at jump, strokes your cheek tenderly, leads you through rollicking barroom arrangements that are expert but almost secondary to, yes, that wonder of a voice. And the way Angel Olsen wields that most core of instruments is what will have you coming back for more: that dry, effortless mapping of twisty emotional terrain, that telegraphing of invulnerable vulnerability. If ever you longed for a Mirah who aches like PJ Harvey aches, look no further. — By Raymond Cummings

Las Cafeteras + Chicha Libre
Europa Night Club
8:00 p.m., $10
Named after the coffee machines that fueled their East Los Angeles beginnings, this seven-piece band updates and politicizes the son jarocho tradition of Veracruz, Mexico. Their version of “La Bamba Rebelde” is a rebel call to a world without borders and “Trabajador Trabajadora” celebrates immigrant worker dignity with a rapping history lesson. Chicha Libre, of course, deliver a brilliant Franco-Brooklyn take on Peru’s psychedelic cumbia amazonica. With DJ Sultan Balkanero. — By Richard Gehr

Friday, 2/21:

Rhye + Ricky Eat Acid
Webster Hall
7:00 p.m., $30
Quiet storm r&b gets less love than it logically should these days (seriously, when are the hipsters going to start liking Maxwell?) but Los Angeles duo Rhye is fighting the good fight. Their very good debut, Woman, propelled them to stardom, the lush, Sade-lite vocals of Robbin Hannibal melting into Mike Milosh’s lush, organic instrumentals. This is one to take a date to, and then try to make out with said date at. — By Drew Millard

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