The Suitcase Junket at Stone Church

Matt Lorenz's vision, manifest in The Suitcase Junket, developed in the tension between the grand and the solitary. Grand in its imagery, sound, and staging. Solitary in its thrift and self-reliance. What instruments he requires, Lorenz builds from scratch and salvage. What parts five players would perform, he performs alone. The spectacle of his one-man set bears constant comparison to legends of showmanship, brilliance, madness, and invention. Cloudbelly is fronted by singer-songwriter Corey Laitman, a former member of the NYC antifolk scene and Signature Sounds record label, whose abstract yet confessional poeticisms are delivered in a singular voice that tips its cap to Maggie Rogers and Joni Mitchell in equal measure...

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Matt Lorenz's vision, manifest in The Suitcase Junket, developed in the tension between the grand and the solitary. Grand in its imagery, sound, and staging. Solitary in its thrift and self-reliance. What instruments he requires, Lorenz builds from scratch and salvage. What parts five players would perform, he performs alone. The spectacle of his one-man set bears constant comparison to legends of showmanship, brilliance, madness, and invention. Cloudbelly is fronted by singer-songwriter Corey Laitman, a former member of the NYC antifolk scene and Signature Sounds record label, whose abstract yet confessional poeticisms are delivered in a singular voice that tips its cap to Maggie Rogers and Joni Mitchell in equal measure. There is an innate melancholy to Laitman’s writing, but one that never strays into saccharine cliché, always surprising with an unexpected twist of phrase:  “Go outside. Close the Door. The garden’s a mess and your chest is a bird in your throat.” photo credits-Melissa Alderton (The Suitcase Junket)Austin Hatch (Cloudbelly)

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