Category: M. Ward

M. Ward will play the Masonic Lodge on Feb. 2

M. Ward will play the Masonic Lodge on February 2

Soft-voiced troubadour M. Ward is coming to Hollywood Forever's Masonic Lodge on Feb. 2. The singer-songwriter is probably best known these days for She & Him, his retro-tinged collaborations with forever-ingenue Zooey Deschanel, but his own well-crafted solo music is something to be savored. Keep your fingers crossed for cuts off of his 2007 album, "Post-War."

Tickets (two per "household," please) are on sale now for $25. Parking is free. In other words, you have no excuse not to go. Plus, we have a feeling the "New Girl" may pop in for a song or two -- she's in the neighborhood.


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First take: Bruce Springsteen's patriotic 'We Take Care of Our Own'

--Margaret Wappler

Photo: M Ward. Credit: Hollywood Forever

She & Him's holiday nod to the Beach Boys

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This is the 15th year I’ve sorted through the annual deluge of holiday releases to assemble The Times' roundup of the new and most noteworthy additions to the ever-expanding universe of yuletide music. Among the most refreshing to my ears is “A Very She & Him Christmas,” the duo with singer-actress Zooey Deschanel and guitarist-singer-songwriter M. Ward.

Their new album is sweetly down to earth, sounding as if they recorded it in someone’s living room or basement, and the tracks are primarily seasonal classics, including “Sleigh Ride,” “Silver Bells,” “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas,” “Blue Christmas” and “Baby, It’s Cold Outside.”

One act that’s represented more than once is the Beach Boys, from which Deschanel and Ward drew “Little Saint Nick” and the less-frequently covered “Christmas Day,” both from “The Beach Boys Christmas Album” originally released in 1964.

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M. Ward: Pursuing his own Oregon trail

M. Ward's imagination roams free in Portland, where small-scale creativity thrives amid the corporate pop business' decline.


Reporting from Portland, Ore.
— "We don't use the word 'grande' here," said the barista at Albina Press, one of the latte-obsessed Pacific Northwest's many shrines to the perfectly pulled cup. "That's a proprietary term of the Starbucks company. Do you mean 'large'?"

While I tried to sweet-talk my way out of a bitter drink, Matt Ward, who'd suggested we meet here, scanned the coffeehouse for a table. Every spot in the large, airy room was taken by someone hunched over a laptop or a book. This cross section of students, unidentified "creatives" and home-office refugees would not tolerate the noise of a journalist quizzing a musician.

So we sat outside, pulling our sweater sleeves down against the January damp. Ward didn't seem to mind. The 35-year-old recording artist, better known by his nickname, M. Ward, had been on his own laptop when I'd come in -- just another independent contractor pursuing his bliss.

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