Monday, March 26 2007
Young Galaxy is the latest signing of Toronto indie label Arts & Crafts, made well known now by their first signing, Broken Social Scene.
Sunday, March 25 2007
Wayne "the Train" Hancock is back with a honky-tonk country stew that'll have you hoisting a cold one in joyous salute to the "King of Juke-Joint Swing".
The second EP from Brooklyn, Nw York's the Exeter Popes is a study in maximizing opportunities.
Many of these songs hit all the right spots at exactly the right times.
A superior set of contemporary jazz, blazing straight out of the long and unruly heritage of left-field explorations.
Bookish The Secret of Lost Things by Sheridan Hay keeps the pages turning.
I read the press kit and then listen to the CD and feel as if I'm missing something.
Thursday, March 22 2007
Britain's Goldrush newest release unveils inspiring orchestrations and a whole lot of talent.
If not for lack of quality, then simple lack of interest in the style.
Carey’s pop rock comes off as being telegraphed a la Gavin DeGraw and Jason Mraz.
Although the press release wants you to believe that Blake Miller falls in line with Devendra Banhart and Grizzly Bear, you’d be hard pressed not to find someone like Ralph Stanley deep in the mix.
At times Phil Angotti can be a great power pop artist, but for the opening number on his new album he channels Bob Dylan for “East Side Soul #27”.
Wednesday, March 21 2007
Grand Champeen does a nice job of maintaining excitement without ever letting themselves go over the top, resulting in some basic but strong rock 'n' roll.
The artwork has more to say than the album contained within.
Like many singer-songwriters, she has misgivings about love and partnerships.
Complicated Shirt are a blending of post-rock and indie rock.
Bob Egan has played with Wilco and Blue Rodeo, which to most people are the distant cousins of the same musical landscapes.
This wistful, indie chamber pop trio from Miami have been getting a good deal of early buzz.
Tuesday, March 20 2007
Alt-country weirdoes Blanche seem to have lost access to their time machine.
The predictable, SXSW-fueled enthusiasm for this band'll probably write itself: expect "fierce", "brutal", "blasting".