LIVE: Michael Hurley @ the Half Moon, 5/23/14 (Take Two)

May 30th, 2014, 3:00 pm by Greg


Review and photographs by Ross Marvin

One night before Bob Dylan turned 73 years old, Michael Hurley (a.k.a. Elwood Snock) played a $10 concert to a packed house at the Half Moon in Hudson.

The 72-year-old Hurley, whose First Songs was released on the legendary Folkways label 50 years ago, turned the dive bar full of 20-somethings into a hushed coffee house. “All of you shush up just awhile,” said Hurley before he launched into “The Revenent,” where he pronounced his truest lyrics of the night, “I am invincible, and I will survive.” Beyond all else, Michael Hurley is a fiercely independent counterculture survivalist. He is the Bear Grylls of freak-folk.

Like his better-known contemporary Mr. Zimmerman, Hurley’s legendary past doesn’t quite mean his live performance is life-altering. If you saw him busking on the street, you’d know he’d been at it a long time and you’d throw him a couple bucks, but you probably wouldn’t sign him to your record label before checking his pedigree (which includes a close association with the Holy Modal Rounders, and the Youngbloods) and taking a second listen to his seemingly simple lyrics.

Where Dylan’s live singing voice has deteriorated to a croak, Hurley’s is still recognizably endearing, though tonality was never his bag either. Hurley is at his best when he gets into the high register and lets his voice slip into an almost-tuneful falsetto as it did in the aptly-titled opener “Open Up.” Playing his hollow-body guitar through a borrowed amp, Hurley’s singular front-porch picking is epitomized by the single-note bass runs and licks that he turned out all night long.

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LIVE: Michael Hurley @ the Half Moon, 5/23/14

May 29th, 2014, 3:00 pm by Greg


Review by Bokonon
Photograph by Ross Marvin

The Sazerac. It may be America’s oldest cocktail. Astringent; sweetly bitter, but not bittersweet; and with the ghost of absinthe floating through its finish.

They serve a good Sazerac at Hudson’s Half Moon. It’s the right drink for Michael Hurley’s music, bracing, but hazily psychedelic; wooden yet electric.

Hurley was in the house at the Half Moon on Friday, singing to a considerably larger complement than he had in previous Friendly City visits at John Doe Records and the Hudson River Theater. John Doe owner, Dan “Bunnybrains” Seward — effectively Hurley’s Hudson booking agent — was there to let everyone know it, too, barking about the fourteen fans at the original early-aughts tour stop.

Now 72, Hurley plopped himself down in a wooden chair at the Half Moon, following opening sets by Metal Mountains and Tara Jane O’Neil. A few songs in, he was joined by Pittsfield guitarist and songwriter Wes Buckley, who immediately found the curiously funky Hurley pocket and never left it.

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