Monday, September 23 2002
Slum Village’s sound is that of seduction. No, they’re not R. Kelly-imitating wanna-be playboys, but hip-hop aural interior decorators with a knack at
There’s something about instrumental rock music that makes the music slippery, hard to get a hold of. It’s purely about sound, with none
There’s something very special about the Icicles. The Grand Rapids, Michigan group has created an EP here that’s every bit as sweet as
Hello From Waveland are a firebrand of a live band—dressed in vintage suits, the four-piece exudes more energy than most punk bands you could
Mike Moya, the man behind Hrsta, has been doing great work for some time in Montreal. He’s a founding member of godspeed you black
After her 1997 debut disc, Daddy’s Little Girl, Mary Ann Farley was a critical success among peers and her influences. Sharing the stage with Squeeze,
While reality hounds might say that this is exactly how banal contemporary mob life is, they might also remember that a stamped certificate of authenticity doesn't inoculate drama against tedium.
In Push, Nevada, producers Ben Affleck and Sean Bailey have come up with a show that is, oddly, both original and formulaic.
You would be hard pressed to find a sitcom debuting this season with more people rooting for it than Life With Bonnie.
Greetings can't decide if it's comedy because of being Mexican American or in spite of Mexican American -- and that's one thing working in its favor.
Firefly is more complicated in its framing story and moral dimensions than the usual sci-fi or Western fare.
The shots are close (is that her hand in his pants?), the cutting is speedy, the soundtrack is kicking: just above the din of the engine, the Vines wail.
As I watched Everwood, packed with numerous poignant moments, my own strongest feeling was a longing for South Park's biting critique of 'quiet little mountain towns.'
Instead of being safe, Cedric the Entertainer Presents needs to keep it real -- real sharp, real topical and real controversial.
Sunday, September 22 2002
In 1989, a ragtag group of British skate-punks calling themselves Jesus Jones released an indie album full of guitars and samples called Liquidizer. No one much
Thursday, September 19 2002
Hot on the heels of their overly familiar but still worthy summer compilation (Slip’n'Slide Ibiza), London’s premier purveyors of soulful, jazzy house music
I’m no techno purist. In fact, I’d have to say that I’m one of the least reliable and fickle fans of the
There’s a lyric from “Your Heart Is a Muscle” on the Quails’ latest release Atmosphere that runs, “Your heart’s a muscle the size
Thirsty Ear’s Blue Series, a collection with more than a dozen discs from “out-there” jazz artists, would seem to be the perfect vehicle for
Before the 2001 release of Tool’s near-masterpiece Lateralus, the more progressive form of heavy metal seemed dormant for the better part of a decade (aside