Wednesday, January 17 2007
Stephen O’Malley has developed into a rewarding, continually evolving by demonstrating that there are in fact many, many ways to build slate-toned, inch-per-hour monolithic
Cinematic flair and historical sensitivity are only two of the assets that distinguish No Luck Club from its instrumental hip-hop peers. The group’s latest
The underground soul movement, which, as inconsequential and absurd as it may sound in relation to its mainstream counterpart, allows its categorized artists to put
Exploring America's history of 'scientific racism'.
The type of rocking Army of Anyone (comprised of former Filter and Stone Temple Pilots members) does on their debut is fairly by-the-numbers Audioslave-esque post-grunge,
Tuesday, January 16 2007
At a time when “indie rock” is becoming as trite and trite can be, give credit to Washington, DC’s Cedars for thinking on a
The Music Lovers’ majestic chamber pop, at turns impassioned and discrete, is arranged in various guises on the band’s second full-length, The Music Lovers’
Tight punk rock that is the odd time angular, Beat Beat Beat hit the ground running, running, running. Whether it is the pleasing kick arse
As if we needed it, here’s more proof that every song by Ben Chasney et al was anticipated by an obscure 1970s folkie. Released
Monday, January 15 2007
With a band name that renders Google search helpless, it’s not surprising that +/- named their third full length Let’s Build a Fire.
This has got to be a must for your ‘60s-obsessed buddy who won’t stop telling you that they don’t make them like they
Darren Gaines, who is The Key Party, says things like, “The Key Party came to me like someone else’s wife at 3 a.m. on
Calvin Trillin's loving tribute to his wife showcases the best of the woman he so often included in his essays.
Ricky Jay Plays Poker contains a few noteworthy revelations; first and foremost, there are more songs about poker than you may imagine.
Sunday, January 14 2007
Debut EP from Finnish Interpol imitators is, at least, a darn good imitation.
Satanic Twins was meant for the club, and as a collection of club tunes, it does just fine.
This album is good enough to make you forget about Chan whatshername.
Imagination exercise: picture John Mellencamp with a wee bit more country and a lot less distinctiveness. That fuzzy haze that emerges is probably Mark
A young woman discovers shocking truths about her missing mother -- and herself -- in Vendela Vida's second novel.
Thursday, January 11 2007
“You need a bum,” sings Tomoaki Kamijo. “I need a cum.” His pronunciation isn’t perfect, but Martha, his first album, released in 1971 and sung