Monday, September 10 2007
Who needs to break new ground when you're breakin' it down?
Anderson drops the brooding act and throws a party on his new record.
With a whirl of rock, pop and electronic textures weaving in and out Girl Nobody fall somewhere between The Organ and Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
Mineo's orchestral offerings on Man in Space are spine-tingling at most points. Shrill noises and squeals peek around each slowly churning cello arrangement, as a great deal of machines lend a manic atmosphere to each piece.
Singer Kristy Hanson has a sweet pop voice that’s terribly hard to separate from the likes of Natalie Merchant and Lisa Loeb, among others.
Sunday, September 9 2007
The third album from Toronto singer-songwriter Liz Hysen's group is experimental and darkly lovely in equal measure.
Despite a couple of missteps, 108 sounds alive and ready to take on the world once more.
Bassoonist and jazzman, the remarkable synthesis that is Daniel Smith!
Ferocious all-girl group from Japan gives us more thrashing, screaming, lovably cartoonish aggression.
One riddim, a roster of well-respected reggae veterans and new generation greats.
Thursday, September 6 2007
Fragile and very, very soothing, Williams rarely misses the mark on these 10 songs.
The Derailers’ music has always shown the influence of Buck Owens, but this is the first time they have taken the man’s catalogue head on.
Everything about Norwegianism is designed to turn away the casual listener.
Former Naked Eyes singer co-opts his old band's name for this pleasant set of solo acoustic cover tunes.
Southern gangsta rap takes a soggy nose dive into crunk cliché via limp and lagging Biggie Smalls poses.
Wednesday, September 5 2007
Getting a track on Grey’s Anatomy doesn’t generally make one think that a band is going to be particularly interesting. There’s no
Excellent hip-hop that merges a California beat technician with an Illinois lyricist. Brevity is its only flaw.
More pop music should have this much fun.
Roots-oriented singer-songwriter Blake Rainey has been known in smaller circles around Georgia, but hopefully this record makes him break out into bigger circles.
The whole thing comes off like Iggy Pop trying to make a John Frusciante solo album and failing miserably.