Monday, November 25 2013
Norway's Obliteration practice musical necromancy on Black Death Horizon, conjuring up that old time death metal sound from its grave, but with a seemingly inherent Norwegian urge to blacken it up.
As that tattooed tearaway Wade "Crybaby" Walker might say, "La Luz got it raw."
There's no way to sum up such a dynamic career on one disc. Period.
Time capsules from the golden age of Chicago house. Some of these tracks have aged better than others.
Friday, November 22 2013
Judi Dench's character journeys to America, haunted by the loss of her baby son and traumas at the hands of nuns in the Magdalene Laundries.
The cinematic worlds presented in the Cornetto Trilogy may be ending, but the legendary collaboration of Edgar Wright, Simon Pegg, and Nick Frost lives on in The World's End DVD/Blu-ray set.
The spirits of Morrison and Manzarek feel like they’re in the house ...
Lilly Looking Through depends on silent storytelling to communicate its delightfulness.
Audrey Tautou is too internal an actress to make us feel her character's passionate quest for meaning.
A great band releases a set of carbon-copy versions of great songs to mark the beginning of their third decade. Confusingly, it's about as good as it is inessential.
Experience the dark and rumbling corners of today's innovative sounds from Planet Mu.
WBCN catapulted the careers of the likes of Aerosmith, the Cars and U2, provided a comfy road stop for guest DJ’s like Joey Ramone, and hosted Bruce Springsteen’s first radio interview.
Forever Becoming is an apt title for the Chicago-based post-metal outfit Pelican, who despite significant name recognition and years of experience is still struggling to come to its own.
The greatest band to ever come out of Rugby, England, sees their first three albums rereleased on vinyl, sounding just as powerful and distinctive as ever.
TV Ghost continue their evolution on Disconnect with better production and more sophisticated arrangements.
Here is the Matt Mitchell / Ches Smith Duo: piano and percussion in a banging set of patterns that rivet and hypnotize.
Thursday, November 21 2013
Two documentaries explore the circuitous processes of remembering and forgetting, how these shape both collective and individual experiences.
The madwoman, whether in the attic or the ancestral house, is always a spectacle. I find Miss Havisham to be a troubling enigma.
If Christian Petzold’s languidly paced, intoxicating character study Barbara were an American film, an appropriate marketing campaign may have consisted of posters splattered on street corners that asked “Who is Barbara Wolff?”
Each new artist that treks to New York to play a few sets over four or five days does so to gain exposure, to use CMJ as a launching pad toward a wider audience. They’re trying, and trying isn’t cool.