Monday, September 17 2001
It’s good to see that not EVERY new rock band supported by major labels has to be a Blink 182 clone, Limp Bizkit rip-off or
Aesop Rock, an MC who spins an enigmatic web of words like some sort of high-strung, whacked-out prophet, makes a striking mark with Labor Days.
Sunday, September 16 2001
Every insurgency has its counter, as anyone in the CIA will tell you. Thus emo has its backlash in the adherents to the gospel of
Tuesday, September 11 2001
On September 11, Bob Dylan released a master work buzzing and sparking with the depthless energy of American folk music and charged with a faith in the goodness and potential harmony of the human community as wild and oceanic as Whitman’s.
Gold feels like a record hiding behind masks. Maybe Adams has spent so many years laying his heart out on the line that he’s trying to create a little distance
Monday, September 10 2001
Like all musical labels, the horrid “Asian Underground” moniker was much hated by everyone lumped together under it. All it really meant was “anyone with
The premise is that this CD is a musical journey along the I-10, a highway that stretches from Santa Monica, California to Florida, running roughly
Everytime I read or hear about Africa, I have to work to even imagine what a huge and ancient continent Africa is, second in size
Though we associate the folk and blues revivals with the 1960s, the movement has its origins much earlier. The interest in an 'authentic' folk as opposed to 'pop' music has a long history.
America has been blessed with more than its share of roots music troubadours. . . . Musicians like Leadbelly, Lonnie Johnson, Mance Lipscomb, Jimmie Rodgers, Bob Dylan, Mississippi John Hurt, Townes Van Zandt, Woody Guthrie . . . and Arthel 'Doc' Watson.
Once upon a time, They Might Be Giants saved my life. Well, okay, not literally saved it, but they did offer me a sense of
“Something awful has happened; something terrible. Something worse, even, than the fall of man. For in that greatest of all tragedies, we merely lost Paradise—
This is Monster Island hip-hop. That’s the absolute best description I’ve been able to come up with, after a couple of weeks of
Oh Holy Fools: The Music of Son, Ambulance and Bright Eyes, released earlier this year, was filled with eight heart-baring pop/rock songs, four from
I found myself grieving a bit with Doug Sahm’s departure. I had to stop and assess this twinge of loss, as I never collected
Phoebe: I loved it! It was so moving. Oh, plus it’s just, it’s so different from the stuff you usually hear. Chandler: You
The fact that Ricky Skaggs has cut another bluegrass album is about as thrilling as Michael Jordan’s Third Coming to the NBA. We’re
Ken Stringfellow really is a master of the modern pop idiom, which should come as no surprise considering his involvement in about a hundred different
P.O.D.—or to give them their full name, Payable on Death—are believe it are not, a massively popular Christian band. But with