Sunday, April 15 2007
Heavily indebted to Modest Mouse and Built to Spill, this indie rock quartet's debut sports enough good tracks to make for a worthwhile listen.
If Quentin Tarantino ever decided to make a cinematic tribute to Ed Wood, he should seriously consider using the album Hyena Safari by Messer Chups
Fans of Bright Eyes or a very pared down Calexico would also enjoy "Big City".
Surely this band of brothers will kill each other before they can improve upon the crunchy power pop they display on their second full-length, Well, Well, Well.
Thursday, April 12 2007
The sleek, catchy, and often beautiful sounds of Our One Mistake make for an album with very few faults.
No matter how you package it, good music is good music. We'll find it, even if you dress it up behind a little kid, a rabbit, and an eggshell.
“Empire” has become a fashionable word these days, so much so that I found myself cringing at the sight of Loren Dent’s follow-up to
The If If isn't about to blow any minds, but one gets the impression that that's not what Ollo set out to do.
It’s a disc that won’t change your life, but for a sampling of what college rock is doing now, it gets the Bic lighter waving proudly in the air.
The kids will call this jazz-baptized Lightning Bolt; elder statesmen will recall hearing Ascension or The Blue Humans for the first time.
Wednesday, April 11 2007
Karnivool emerge on Themata from the “apex of Western Australia” with a not quite hard-rock sound and a thinly veiled grand ambition: they want to break out in the US.
Every beat, is in place, complemented easily by Siegle's dispassionate yet still distinctly human vocals.
You have to imagine that David Nahm has a pretty big record collection. The debut record by the UNC law student's band, Audubon Park, is hard to pin down it's so musically diverse.
The Lonesome Travelers take the country-rock heritage of Gram Parsons and plain run with it on their eponymous debut.
The Bishops are doing nothing more than trying to re-write "Help!" over and over again.
Tuesday, April 10 2007
This second solo album of loosely constructed, fragile psychedelic folk from the Gris Gris frontman evokes Mad Syd, Tyrannosaurus Rex and, especially, Satanic Majesties-era Stones.
With The Bird of Music, Au Revoir Simone continue their quest to make the prettiest music you've ever heard.
Folk-based tracks about sinister, self-effacing, and downright creepy characters taking on love, loss, and damaging family histories all set in vaguely historical time periods.
MTV emo's bastard children, a seriously boring rehash of old ideas from another in seemingly endless groups of guys in tight jeans.
This four-song EP could go straight into the abyss, but is thankfully saved by a very smart and stylish approach from former Atombombpocketknife singer Justin Sinkovich.