Wednesday, December 3 2014
It's been 25 years sinceDoolittle first screamed about slicing up eyeballs and the numerical properties of deities. Now, we live in wake of its seismic impact.
Genuine artistic growth or a cheap ploy to adhere to popular culture's latest trend in music?
This Christmas album from a veteran Canadian roots rock group is not your standard album of holiday carols, which is a bold and courageous move.
Simple Minds have released their best studio album in possibly three decades, striking a beautiful balance of pop radiance and musical delicacy.
Gay Dog Food is a bold statement without a lot of substance, one that isn't even sure of its own meaning.
Mute Records continues to surprise with the latest signing of the Acid, a genre-bending super sound.
Tuesday, December 2 2014
More hard rock from those kings of heavy riffs, AC/DC; big on chorus, short on verse.
Foulbrood adeptly welds together Two Inch Astronaut's DC influences into ingenious structures.
With her latest release, the Divine Miss M takes on girl groups from the Andrews Sisters to TLC and a little bit of everything in between.
Jon Hopkins' quasi-companion EP to last year's Mercury Prize-nominated Immunity is the audio equivalent of a warm blanket. Just in time for the Polar Vortex.
The San Francisco duo imbue their lo-fi, psychedelic tendencies with pop songwriting and clearer production on the follow-up to 2012's Lucifer.
Haerts is an album, that although not awful, will have to find a way to stray a little bit from their tiresome formula to keep listeners interested.
Monday, December 1 2014
So if you want the Leonard Cohen experience, but cannot afford the $100-plus tab for the ticket, this is the next best thing
Children of the Iron Age is a sturdy, dependable release that weaves a tapestry of dark magic across its eight songs.
The Wings album on which each member of the band sings and it really doesn't matter.
Like the band's namesake bird, Greylag follows rather than leads, traversing domesticated grounds and tested sounds of bands that have come before.
Echolalia, a covers record, finds the band revealing its influences while still shifting them into a Winterpills' sound. Songs here become both tributes and spaces for exploration.
Jazz’s post-modern “little big band”, fronted by trumpeter Steven Bernstein, gets together with a great New Orleans pianist to bring you back in time and up to the present.
Wednesday, November 26 2014
Few bands ever had a year like the Velvet Underground did in 1969. Even fewer have a set that documents a year like that as beautifully as this one.
On The Endless River, Pink Floyd sounds as strong as it did during some of its best years. On this almost entirely instrumental album, however, the lyrics are sorely missed.