When I describe some of the new disc's brightest passages as "Technicolor moments" to Legrand, she replies: "I personally heard Technicolor in 'Turtle Island' during the bridge because all of a sudden the voices burst out, and it feels literally like paint and light are bursting through . . . a soft burst like a bubble in slow motion." That beats "autumnal" any day.
With Anaura and Best Wishes
Sat/15, 10 p.m., $12
Bottom of the Hill, 1233 17th St., SF