Tuesday, November 5 2002
“In the dark, distant and shimmering, is the place for us that no one knows.”—from “What We’ve Won” There’s no better way
Monday, November 4 2002
John Coxon and Ashley Wales, the talents behind Spring Heel Jack, have certainly thrown many of their listeners for a loop with their recent outings.
This is one of those albums that defies explanation. Why was it made? Who would want to listen to it regularly? What, in God’s
It’s rare for a producer by trade to release a best-of collection, but when you have some 27 Grammy Awards with your name on them,
There’s something about heartbreak, but when musicians get their hearts broken, they tend to pour out album-length expressions of their pain. Beck’s Sea
It’s safe to say there’s never been an album like this one. MC Paul Barman is, first of all, a rapper who can’
I’m going to try to write about this two-disc compilation without being mean or snarky about it. Believe me, there’s plenty to be
As a self-proclaimed Bon Jovi obsessive, admitting that the band’s latest album, Bounce, is anything less than a complete thrill is monumentally difficult. Especially
Soprano saxophonist-flautist Jane Bunnett and trumpeter Larry Cramer are probably best known for their erudite mapping of Afro-Cuban jazz territory. But this prolific husband-and-wife team
Six years. That’s how long it’s taken Chris Dorn, frontman of the Beatifics, to follow up his magnificent debut How I Learned to
Sunday, November 3 2002
A poignant expression of a friendship past exhaustion.
Call it Paul Gaughin's Romeo and Juliet.
Forbidden Relations reminds us that empathy and aesthetics can be synonymous.
The claustrophobic dramatization of the troubling encounter between a quiet sociopath and the woman he has confined in his ornate basement.
Thursday, October 31 2002
Some music is an aural snapshot of a time and place. In it, I can hear, taste, feel, see a bygone age. Simon and Garfunkel
Forget about The Big Chill for a minute; the songs of Motown are not considered classics just because of the nostalgia of baby boomers. I’
Tom Petty hates the record industry, Chuck D hates authority, and John Lydon hates just about everything. But while Public Enemy and Public Image Ltd.
You’ve heard Frank London play trumpet. Even if you’ve never heard anything by the Klezmatics; even if you never heard his Klezmer Brass
Back in the mid-1990s, when Pavement were the darling buds on the thriving indie rock azalea bush, one name that was tossed out as
Dave Hollister’s new disc is titled Things in the Game Done Changed and Hollister, for sure, changed the game when he dropped his solo