Monday, April 9 2007
The Moog come roaring straight out of Budapest playing an infectious brand of catchy, garage rock.
Jason Quever's brand of pop is timeless and oh so delightful.
Moody Berlin electro-pop singer's debut is a fine little album for soundtracking your mildly bummed-out day.
Copping a feel from orchestral electronic masters E.S. Posthumus, the producers behind Blue Stone manage to build mid-tempo dance beats and liquid piano notes around an anonymous array of feather-voiced vixens
Good, but nothing to get your knickers in a boy scout knot over.
Anne Lamott's quirky, intimate, outraged-liberal voice has been a breath of fresh air in the sometimes stuffy genre of modern Christian literature.
Sunday, April 8 2007
His vision of England was one of forgotten, decaying sink estates overrun with crack and smack, teenage violence, underage sex and broken families.
Sur La Mer, the ambient instrumental project of musician Atsu Nagayama, give us a small introduction to their sound on Prelude to the Sea
Finnish goth/prog-rockers, Magenta Skycode's debut album IIIII is a mixed bag that offers moments of dazzling brilliance that shine amid stumbling blocks of monotony that show substantial promise for future efforts.
The Western States Motel’s self-titled debut present songs oriented around wandering melodies, shuffling guitars, and a slow yet steady sense of motion.
Utah’s own Blackhole can also claim that they have no guitars -- instead employing the use of two mighty bassists, to give the hard-rockers a deep, heavy sound that bleeds through on every track of their eponymous LP.
A small story of everyday barbarity.
Thursday, April 5 2007
Kinetic, the debut full-length from Irish sister duo Jessie & Layla, is one of the happiest little surprises of early 2007.
Backyard Tire Fire is one of those bands that you just hate. Not because they’re terrible, but because they’re a band so unique, distinct, amazing and talented that you get frustrated about them getting ignored by the mainstream again and again.
This may be David Rovics' 14th album, but you'd be mistaken to think that the American protest singer and anti-war activist has lost any of his passion or fight.
"The Birds Are Crying" is a lot like Foreigner's "Double Vision". But with more dancing.
With skillful mixes of pioneers, such as Coldcut, and to the more obscure, such as, Dutch wave band New Musik, the album isn’t for glow stick weekend superstars.
Wednesday, April 4 2007
The Bloody Hollies are a bass-less, blues-drenched riff monster fronted by a powerfully hoarse singer-guitarist, and they will turn your ears and limbs to jelly if you let them, which you should.
Her voice is smoother than a tropical breeze. He's a master of the bass. Together, they are dynamic.
The self-proclaimed founder and originator of "Jawaiian" music goes solo with Godfada, an album that not only reinforces Rankin' Scroo's image of himself as a pioneer but also serves to introduce audiences to "Urban Reggae".