Wednesday, December 6 2006
Still enough of a giant.
Tuesday, December 5 2006
She may have played a bigger country star in Nashville than she ever became in the actual music industry, but Ronee Blakley’s largely forgotten
Emocore has lost another soul to the allure of indie rock. Jason Gleason, ex-frontman for Further Seems Forever, has joined forces with old friends,
Tiny Telephone engineer Scott Solter re-interprets the fractious avant pop of Pattern Is Movement
A jazzy, spacey kind of specimen that plods along with some crazy but great arrangement behind it.
Monday, December 4 2006
Norwegian songstress and Jaga Jazzist vet spin songwriting straw (and a few classics) into strange and luminous gold
M Coast continues where Marshmallow Coast left off, which is just fine.
A follow-up to the US debut of earlier this year, Water collects 11 tracks from the Beautiful Girls’ three Australian releases pre-We’re Already Gone. The
With a string of musical influences that run from Richard Hawley to Dylan to the Waifs and Crowded House, James Cooper knows what makes a
Sunday, December 3 2006
Shiny Toy Guns revel in being retro-pop, so it should come as no surprise that the inviting and punchy “You Are the One” is a
Disco isn’t dead; it’s just been hanging out in the underworld for a while. In 2004, the album Disco Club by Black Devil, which
This band got some ink and some ears tuned into them thanks to having some of their work used during the Torino Olympic Games coverage by NBC.
Complex, restive minimalism from an Australian avant-jazz musicians
Thursday, November 30 2006
When Kill the Vultures frontman Alexei Casselle, a.k.a. MC Crescent Moon, sings that moonshine “goes down rough, but it’s good for your
Ozkent was a nationalist, but he blends his Turkish folk influences so perfectly into the modernity of the psyche-jazz-funk that you might not even notice them.
Baltimore’s Two If by Sea have more in common with bands across the big ocean than they do anyone in their own city. Rich,
Raw post-punk from Japanese/American group is, almost, compelling.
The music possesses a brittle, crystal clarity that evokes being alone on deserts of sand or a distant planet with an oxygen free atmosphere.
Wednesday, November 29 2006
Team Doyobi occupies a space of the experimental electronic spectrum somewhere between the eight-bit screech of Dat Politic (with whom they’ve appeared on old
Remember? This shit should be fun.