Wednesday, June 5 2002
Once the sole domain of rabidly devoted fans, funk-fusion was at one time regarded as the bastard stepchild of the jazz genre, eschewed by most
Familiar Aliens: Ladytron “Team” DJ set Terms like “nu-wave”, “Electroclash”, and “tech-pop”, have recently been thrown around a lot by the media, record labels, promoters,
There is a sense of profound loss in the comments made by the club patrons, of affection for one temporary space now discarded for another.
It's a beautifully produced advertisement for the product it is marketing -- the company that produced it.
Clare Pollard's poems compulsively re-enact the reaching out to life and the withdrawing in pain.
Tuesday, June 4 2002
Try as I might, I still can’t get a solid grip the nebulous, slippery genre known as “chill-out”. It seems to me that a
Eighteen elegant and suitably self-conscious examples of the new sound of France are gathered together in this fashionable collection. Be wary of the disc’s
Allen Ginsberg once said the best poem to read aloud is Shelley’s “Ode to the West Wind”. Just go outside, blast it out, he
Excellent songwriters toiling away in relative obscurity is nothing new, but in the case of My Morning Jacket and Songs: Ohia, it feels like more
“I like to call it Alt Country Pop Rock”, says lead Jukebox Junkie Marc Dauer of his band’s music. That’s a pretty good
As lead singer of Mojave 3, Neil Halstead has been making American roots music, interpreted as only a group of Brits could. The slowish, dream-like quality
While I don’t trust that many musicians read the reviews I write of their music, if I could pick one message that I would
This was a tragic ending to one of prime-time television's most engaging love stories. More disturbing, as well as more socially and politically troublesome, however, is that Tara's death completes what has become a rather homophobic and pathological representation of lesbian desires and relationships over the course of the past season.
Monday, June 3 2002
The Walkmen are cool. According to a certain big corporate American music magazine, anyway. After all, the Strokes are out conquering the world, and the
There’s always something slightly predictable about a new Del Amitri album: you just know it will be packed with yet more examples of wonderfully
Note: This review is written in real-time, starting at 5:44 a.m. on 26 May 2002. This is in keeping with Kim Deal’s new “All Wave” recording
Wetlands is a bare bones approach to Louisiana music, reminiscent of the kind of music a person might hear if stumbling into a club in
There comes a times in most people’s lives when they just don’t feel right with the world. Undoubtedly, the adolescent teenage years spark
The video on this enhanced extended-play CD comes from the street action surrounding Air’s performance in Los Angeles last summer. It’s okay footage—