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AC Newman

Saturday, February 21

By Michael Alan Goldberg

Published on February 11, 2009

Unlike Superman, who needs only don a pair of glasses and nerdy demeanor to cloak his identity, Carl Newman won’t fool most music fans by simply changing his handle to A.C. Newman. That’s because just a minute or so into his second solo album, Get Guilty, that yearning, exuberant voice; the majestic, brightly colored melodies; and the strings, horns, woodwinds, and other baroque-pop flourishes wrapping around stately guitar crunch all make it clear this is none other than the New Pornographers’ frontman. Newman doesn’t necessarily need his famously oblique NP cohort Dan Bejar to concoct heady, elusive lyrics, nor does he necessarily need Neko Case around – at least not in the studio – when he has Nicole Atkins and Mates of State’s Kori Gardner to provide stellar vocal harmonies on the album. Sure, it’s nice when Newman’s joined by his old New Pornographers pals, but by any other name he sounds just as sweet, especially live.
Sat., Feb. 21, 8 p.m., 2009