Sunday, September 9 2007
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.
Tuesday, September 4 2007
Lionheart has definitely nabbed the Brass Ring with this release.
The latest from the bearded surfie troubadour is a good old covers EP.
Love and heartbreak in a neat, adorable package.
Save Pluto offer a course in Power Pop 101 on their debut.
Arti & Mestieri’s jazz-cum-rock is a distinct relative of Zappa (Frank, not Moon Unit) with its winding feel, tempo-changes and fine musicianship.
Monday, September 3 2007
Patrick Cleandenim loves Scott Walker. That much is clear from the rich, poppy orchestrations of his '60s gazing tunes.
While old fans may be disappointed, this should find Bogguss a new audience that enjoys sophisticated tunes that would seem at home in classy nightclub.
Code Pie's second album deserves any confectionary descriptors it might get, but it's not the usual sort of sugary pop.