Monday, January 1 2007
The Antiques are the musically serene country cousins of the raunchy Americana-fuelled folk-rock sound brought to the indie stage by bands like My Morning Jacket and the Kings of Leon.
Benjy Ferree has a style so fun that you can help but crack a grin. It’s terribly fabulous, criminally infectious, and so frickin’ simple
All the right elements, but without the proper mix this party seems a bit forced.
It's all so silly, but just admit it, you secretly kind of dig it.
Thursday, December 21 2006
All told, these 11 instrumental and vocal cuts form the type of innovative album that restores your faith in independent music.
Both the sum of and a twist on their influences, Giant Squid brings the bombast.
Before picking up a guitar last year and heading into Blacklodge Studios, Caroline Vinciguerra was a down-on-her-luck actress whose on-screen highlight came in 1993 when she
Some welcome shock rock that doesn't take itself too seriously.
Dirty garage rock from the land of the rising sun, the Rodeo Carburettor bring the rawk in any language.
Wednesday, December 20 2006
Reissue of Stephen Stapleton's hallucinatory mid-1990s excursion into the rhythmic possibilities of hip-hop.
modest sampler, immodestly billed, not unique, a few of Basie's best Columbia records.
Thank you for existing, Turn Off the Stars. In a wash of generic watered-down Keane and Coldplay knockoffs (which themselves were watered-down Radiohead knockoffs),
Shilo has captured the rather fine line between tension and tedium.
Tuesday, December 19 2006
Cheesiness of the marketing aside, Rick Brockner’s Black Mountain Brew is a soothing, enjoyable, if not revolutionary acoustic folk record.
Americana and pop from post-Cracker laureatte and his winsome partner.
The Green Morning is about empty space, barren metallic wastelands, and post-nuclear landscapes.
Aerobicizing Nash’s songs may be your idea of heaven. It’s just not mine.
Monday, December 18 2006
The kind of spazzy hardcore that can send a room full of teenaged hardcore dancers into a spin-kicking frenzy in mere seconds.
Portland spazz-pop innovators slice genres, moods and soundscapes in a fractious beauty of an EP.
It's the sort of timeless music that the guys at university campus bars think sounds really good after chugging back some Labatt Ice.