You can crush it but it's always here. You can crush it but it's always near. It's Radiohead's sophomore effort, and it's the 86th Most Acclaimed Album of All Time. Counterbalance gives a listen.
The Smashing Pumpkins have always exhibited grandiose ambitions, from their album concepts to their song titles. To commemorate the release of their new record Oceania -- the latest installment in their Teargarden by Kaleidyscope song cycle -- Sound Affects counts down the alt-rockers' ten best six-minute-plus tracks.
It's insanely catchy, it's got a wacky, infinitely rewatchable music video, and it comes from literally the last person you would ever expect to release a huge, catchy dance track.
As this Between the Grooves series concludes, we finish with “Stop Swimming”, one of Steven Wilson’s favorite Porcupine Tree songs. Stupid Dream's jazz-tinged closer is drenched in the mood of disillusionment and the apathy of being apathetic.
Canada's North by Northeast is the ostensible cousin to Austin, Texas' SXSW, and I for one am stoked about attending it this year.
Gonna dance to the music all night long, gettin' high, gettin' happy gettin' gone with the 85th most acclaimed album of all time. A 1991 rave-rock landmark is our next Counterbalance.
Beloved by musicians and originally shunned by critics, Rush continues to win fans and even detractors well into their fourth decade of making music. With the Canadian trio's new album Clockwork Angels due for release in just a few days, Sound Affects counts down the ensemble's top ten songs.
Few rappers have as many personas as Kool Keith does, and even fewer have the untouchable legacy that he carries with him. Now, with a brand-spakin' new album just out, Keith sat down to answer PopMatters' 20 Questions, here revealing why he'd build an even taller Empire State Building, have dinner with Queen Elizabeth, and why "other rappers talking crap is my brain food".
Lungfish squeezes primordial urges out of post-hardcore song craft.
A groovy and at times thrashy jam whose roots date back to the title track of Porcupine Tree’s 1993 release Up the Downstair, “Tinto Brass” shows what happens when four brilliant musicians get together and just play. What this has to do with a Italian erotica director, however, I still don’t know.