Monday, July 16 2007
B is for Brontosaurus, and O is definitely for obnoxious.
This various artist CD presents the Ostgut label’s attempt to combine modern electronic music with classic ballet.
For Daniel Higgs to release such “music” to a global population is head-scratching and, at times, utterly bizarre.
Sunday, July 15 2007
From the Shadows is grim, sluggish dubstep, at times fitting what's become an inadequate broad description of the genre.
Those looking for a little more evocative (obvious) emotion with their techno should definitely check out Boratto’s colorscapes.
Pennsylvania pop rockers show promise on debut effort.
Acid may yet complete its comeback, but it's going to take a lot more than this.
Country homogenization claims another victim on this predictable album.
Thursday, July 12 2007
In the spirit of Jackie-O Motherfucker, Pelt, and Sunburned Hand of the Man, comes Images of Popular Deities. Usually, at each Archipelago session, no one
Liar and the Thief proves Kapousouz a performer with much to offer fans of subtly poignant indie pop.
New York's Taxi Taxi seems content to be the poor man's Long Winters, but a few genuine gems hint at something much bigger lurking behind the scenes.
The Gnomes' second self-released CD, aptly titled II, shows us a band at ease with its middle age
The Crack City Rockers revamp '80s pop/alternative for a new generation on The Good Life.
Wednesday, July 11 2007
Mercury Rev keyboardist Jason Russo has lots of wisdom to share with his new band. For example, life is like a tree.
By dipping into the rich musical palette of 1980s college rock, the foursome add an enticing dimension to today's Americana sound.
While most would place it in the category of Americana, The Little Heroes have a highbrow pop feel throughout.
Sitcom-sampling quartet's album falls a bit flat.
Phil Spector-like maestro picks up a guitar and rambles.
Tuesday, July 10 2007
Bands like Jesu and Cult of Luna might be attracting the most attention with their distortion-drenched melodies, dubbed “metalgaze” by the perpetually pigeonholing music media,
The gayest album this side of the Scissor Sisters; in this case, it's not a good thing.