Wednesday, June 5 2002
Maybe the Nekromantix were a great idea that is running out of steam only now, as they release their sixth album, Return of the Loving
I have a confession to make: I’m completely and utterly addicted to this CD. It didn’t start this way—I didn’t expect
Album reviews in certain categories have a tendency to blend together, and this is especially true of the singer-songwriter genre. Because the intent of these
Now those of you who haven’t yet caught their greasy magic should immediately skip down to the local record dealer and pull out their big 10-inch record, Arkansas Heat, a quick and noisy platter about Arkansas, love, and revolution.
It seems that with the release of every new Goo Goo Dolls album, the tired old debate rages about how inferior the band are now
Robert Pollard is a wonder. Whether with his main group, indie-rock heroes Guided By Voices, or on his own Fading Captain series of releases, he
Since disbanding one of the most significant bands of the 1990s, it’s evident that Billy Corgan has had just one thing on his mind:
Sloan Pete Yorn Pete Yorn, Named By His Parents, And Sloan, Named After A Brand Of Auto-flush Toilets, Hit The Road Together Let’s face
Inside that tiny red dress is a tinier woman, and she’s standing before the tiniest crowd I’ve ever seen at the Bowery Ballroom.
Pretty Girls Make Graves didn’t come on ‘til midnight. My friend Aliza and I snarked our way through a slew of not-terrible indie bands
David Bazan, the man who puts the Pedro in Pedro the Lion, stood on the edge of the stage for the entirety of the hour-long
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