Wednesday, October 11 2006
The Life Force Trio is the lifeblood of one Carlos Nino and some of his like-minded jazz / funk / fusion / pop comrades. And as a result,
This tape is weak, but Shaq is back!
The idea itself sounds like quite a bit of fun, but there's precious little humor to be found.
Tuesday, October 10 2006
I wasn’t sure what to make of Fresh Mowed Lawn during the initial moments, but following a lush opening, the group hits its stride
Strange, ominous, and engaging, the Paper Chase coufound and captivate.
It's a bit tedious, but Michael Zapruder's latest album is also very, very pretty.
A good performance is derailed somewhat by an inferior package.
Organic and grimy, yet noisily industrial, music from an abandoned bunker in New Zealand makes you look at the world a little bit differently.
Monday, October 9 2006
Maybe these performers do some fine stuff on their own albums, but this sampler isn't ideal.
The Citizens haven't done it yet, but they're about to hit their strange stride.
The Brass Kings conjure up a unique multicultural musical fusion, one that sounds like very little of what gets labeled "Americana". And thank goodness for that.
The so-called "darkravers" do their scary darkravey-like thing for six tracks on this iTunes-exclusive EP.
Never before in my years of being a music critic have I walked away from an album with not a single track to recommend. Congratulations Halifax: you're the first.
Sunday, October 8 2006
The Hour of the Wolf’s EP isn’t an hour long, rather a third of that duration. Nonetheless, they do have some power over
Friday, October 6 2006
Norwegian singer-songwriter makes good with New York City.
Bored indie rockers never take flight on debut.
Neither itchy, uncomfortable, nor R.E.M., this EP is a solid if middle of the road mix of '80s influences.
Another solid, if not groundbreaking, dose of jazzy/soulful house from Ben Sowton and Co.
Thursday, October 5 2006
Death metal isn’t really my cup of tea, but if it’s done properly, it can even cause some minor, occasional, sporadic head-banging on
Leave it to a Texan to bring back dirty, industrial-edged, boot-stompin' techno.