Sunday, April 28 2013
Tobin Sprout has been one of the most important songwriting voices for a long while, part of Guided By Voices' "classic lineup" if you will. Now, with the band's fourth post-reunion album just getting released, Sprout talks to PopMatters about why he left the band to begin with, being inspired by Brian Epstein's death, and his surprising side-career with children's literature.
Monday, April 1 2013
For Parquet Courts, "slacker" isn't just a lifestyle, it's a full-blown worldview and in Light Up Gold, they play like revolutionaries.
Tuesday, January 18 2011
This album continues a now long and impressive run of solid records, but it might be remembered more as a curious companion piece to this classic GBV tour.
Tuesday, September 7 2010
Our Cubehouse Still Rocks is a record of propulsion, something that can be defined not only in the fast-paced, fist-in-the-air anthems that Uncle Bob has penned for this album, but in the lyrical concerns as well.
Friday, July 23 2010
This whole lo-fi thing, in its current form, is an affectation—a performance, a pose, the indie community’s response to “Vogue”. And this upcoming Guided By Voices tour will only enhance the performative aspects of the supposedly authentic aesthetic they have been championed for canonizing.
Sunday, February 21 2010
Sorry Guided By Voices fans, but there's no nice way to put it: this tedious, bewildering, and often unwatchable collage of rare home video footage of Dayton's favorite indie rock heroes is just flat out terrible.
Thursday, September 24 2009
From Columbus, Ohio ("where people drink beer and smoke cigarettes"), Times New Viking continue the war against fidelity on their fourth album.
Sunday, July 15 2007
In typical Pollard fashion, Crickets is overstuffed with filler, but sifting through the mess will yield some classic tracks, and even a few lesser-known gems.
Thursday, December 8 2005
Guided By Voices say goodbye with a four-hour finale full of fans, friends, and inebriation.
Tuesday, December 21 2004
Drunken revelry, a brewery's worth of beer, and a solemn so-long to my crazed, party crashing uncle.