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"Let memories happen later. Live now," says the Pedaljets's Mike Allmayer as he discusses the themes running through the group's upcoming LP, Twist the Lens. Hear "Sleepy Girl" now.
Twenty-five years after the release of R.E.M.'s Monster, a lavish boxed set of the Georgia quartet's most controversial album creates a much-deserved opportunity for reassessment.
By way of Charles Manson, Suzanne Vega, Gram Parsons, and, yes, Simon and Garfunkel, the Lemonheads once utilized cover songs to reinvent themselves and spark brilliantly infectious guitar-pop originals. And they will again. One day. Perhaps.
Every streetlight a reminder: a quarter-century after its initial release, R.E.M.'s crowning achievement is available as a deluxe set.
Based on Mehr's plethora of interviews, it seems that most of what seemed grist for the rumor mill about the Replacements was, if anything, understated.
"I was always drawn to the simple and the well proportioned rather than the flashy." Naomi Yang's aesthetic speaks for her band in this handsomely assembled presentation of words and depictions about their memorable music.
In the wake of a recently-announced limited-edition covers EP, the merest inkling of a full-fledged Replacements reunion is reason enough to re-explore the revered cult band's songbook. Here are 15 of best songs by one of America's finest rock groups with a full playlist at the end.
As before-and-after a dividing line as any band ever drew, and easily one of the top hundred albums of 1987. Now with more grainy photographs.
One author's farewell ranking of the top 10 R.E.M. LPs illustrates that some albums that were monster hits have not aged especially well, while another album entitled Monster has, and that the usual suspects remain indelible after all these years.
What the world really needs is a straight-up account of one of the most important rock groups of all time, Hüsker Dü. Now we have it in the form of music scribe Andrew Earles.