Stuff at Night
February 7, 2003

'Zine queen lights up scene


BY ROBIN VAUGHN

"I don't know where all these jaded people come from, saying the Boston music scene is dead.  It is so not!" says Lexi Kahn, between sets at the Lizard Lounge on Tuesday night.   "The way I see it, everyone's so enthusiastic.  It's like a family."

That warm description certainly applies to Lexi, at least.  She wasn't named No. 1 female personality on the scene in this month's Noise poll for nothing.  Within seconds of meeting you, this bright, fast-talking young fanzine writer in black lace and jack boots is squeezing your shoulder like a sister, calling you "dude" and making you laugh out loud, for the sheer pleasure of being around someone so lit up and funny and positive.  Even when she's talking about something like buying new footwear, it seems, she's fun to listen to - her personal blog (junglesweetjungle.com) gets 70 hits a day.  People she doesn't know walk up to her in clubs to ask, "Are those the boots?"

Kahn, who booked this month's Tuesday residency with All the Queen's Men at the Lizard, has been excited about the local scene since 1996, when she moved to Boston from New York and saw her first show at the Middle East, with Betty Goo and the Shods.  ("Everybody was friendly and having fun.  I was, like, this music scene rules!")  She started writing for the Noise and other local 'zines a couple of months later, and booked her first shows as an independent promoter last summer.

She calls her booking company Low Budget Superheroes, using a line from "Mystery Men," one of her all-time favorite dumb movies, as her motto:  "We're not your classic superheroes, we're not your favorites, we're the other guys."

What she wants to promote most in the Boston scene - besides All the Queen's Men, whom she agreed to manage last week - is symbiosis.  As she puts it:  "I want my middle name to be 'crossover fan base.'  That's the only thing that really keeps a scene together."

The Queen's  residency, which she arranged as a hometown going-away party before the band heads to Europe for its first tour next month, carries her point.  The crowd is light for this first night of the series, but the crossover bill is loaded with energy.  Valerie Forgione of Mistle Thrush opens, followed by an intimate acoustic set by singer/songwriter Jonathan Spottiswoode, a Brit based in New York.

Although the sound man had earlier expressed some concern about Spottiswoode's diva potential ("I'm afraid someone's going to flush the toilet and tick him off"), the Englishman has no trouble getting the audience's full attention with his stunningly well-phrased lyrics and seasoned, expressive voice.  He sings like Richard Butler of the Psychedelic Furs, with the confessional romanticism of Leonard Cohen and Billy Bragg-like wit and clever narrative details.

The songs are about painful relationships, getting older and still struggling as a musician ("they say you're looking well, but there's a stain on your lapel"), women he's attracted to - "Farmers' daughters, engineers' wives, girls who throw parties, girls who throw knives, spinsters who've made the most of their lives."  The whole lot, basically.

All the Queen's Men, a rocktronica outfit with three women and a male bassist, is completely different and equally engaging.  The first two weeks of the residency are acoustic; for the last two, the band will switch into electronica mode.  Fronted by Swiss beauty Christine Zuffery, the band fuses guitar rock, 80's Europop and high-energy grooves.

Its members look like they're having fun when they play, and it comes through in the spirited arrangements.  Zuffery recalls singers from Siouxsie Sioux and Sinead O'Connor to Martha Davis of the Motels; guitarist Catherine Capozzi sounds like her mentor, Reeves Gabrels; drummer Tamora Gooding never lets up on the beat.

Kahn has nothing but praise for the new bassist, but his name's hard to catch through the music (sorry, dude).

Tuesday promises more idiosyncratic alchemy, with sets by art-rock band Bourbon Princess and the pop-cabaret Shelley Winters Project.

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