Written by Jason Neubauer Saturday, 30 June 2007 07:15
It's like a rock fishing lure. You hear something in the music of the Ants that draws you in, and then once you're among it, you realize it isn't what you thought. Yet you can't let go. Subtle subversives crafting pieces of melodic and principled commentary, the Ants speak softly but carry big ideas with their third full-length release, Ideabreaker.
Written by Gabe Bullard Saturday, 30 June 2007 07:08
On The Fragile Army, the still 20-plus-member Polyphonic Spree take occasional steps away from sounding like a glee club conducted by Wayne Coyne. The songs (or "sections," as the band calls them) get sadder and angrier than those on previous albums, and the instrumentation varies beyond drums, guitar, and chorus.
Written by Andrew Scavotto Thursday, 28 June 2007 06:11
This may be the heaviest White Stripes album ever, and it showcases Meg's uncanny ability to understand Jack and drive the songs.
Written by Jim Campbell Monday, 25 June 2007 09:01
I completely forgot how "edgy"—by Air Supply standards, anyway—some of their songs came off.
Written by Raymee Holshauser Monday, 25 June 2007 08:56
With songs that dispense raw emotion, Whalen proves that she is a seasoned performer with the chops to hold her own.
Written by David Lichius Monday, 25 June 2007 08:50
Resembling Static Prevails-era Jimmy Eat World and early day Sparta, Signal to Noise tunes are poppy with catchy hooks and choruses akimbo.
Written by Kevin Renick Monday, 25 June 2007 08:45
His voice is mixed upfront, which means you can't ignore it. Some may wish to; Winstrom is likely gonna be an acquired taste, as there's playfulness and tension in equal measure in his tart delivery.
Written by Jason Green Monday, 25 June 2007 08:37
The Actual's singer/guitarist Max Bernstein's pedigree also invites curiosity: his mother is famed screenwriter and director Nora Ephron, and his father is Watergate journalist Carl Bernstein.
Written by David Lichius Monday, 25 June 2007 08:29
Belleville, Ill.'s the Conformists are the closest thing the boundless St. Louis area has to Shellac.
Written by Jason Green Monday, 25 June 2007 08:21
Both "The Touch" and its companion piece "Dare" feature Stan Bush's wailing vocals—think Sammy Hagar and Journey's Steve Perry smooshed together—over anthemic, fist-pump-inducing hair metal that will give any child of the '80s the same warm fuzzies as blasting "Pour Some Sugar on Me" out of a redneck bar jukebox.
Written by Glen Elkins Monday, 25 June 2007 08:13
Church's pained delivery, coupled with somber organ, requires a double take to make sure the copy of Fevers and Mirrors you had in high school didn't accidentally slip into your stereo.
Written by Kevin Renick Monday, 25 June 2007 08:01
It takes a certain creative willfulness to not only sustain the unusual sound palette here, but to make the resulting compositions melodically fresh and emotionally satisfying.
Written by Jason Green Monday, 25 June 2007 07:55
In lieu of instrumentals, each of East's 15 tracks features a guest vocalist, 10 singers in total.
Written by David Lichius Monday, 25 June 2007 07:47
You will hard-pressed to find a meat-and-potatoes post-punk disc that is as solidly enjoyable as this.
Written by Raymee Holshauser Monday, 25 June 2007 07:33
From simple, pure composition to stripped-down, easy lyrics, Balls is a country-roots album for purists.
Written by Raymee Holshauser Monday, 25 June 2007 07:29
Wheedon offers up five songs that paint a picture of a life fully lived—heartache, joy and all.
Written by James Nokes Monday, 25 June 2007 02:47
World Without End is an unforgivingly remorseless stitchwork of murder ballads that unlike the somber, sometimes repentant Murder Ballads of Nick Cave, are just, well, creepy.
Written by Paul John Little Monday, 25 June 2007 02:42
"Morning Dew" retains much of its easy swagger courtesy of a slick, uptempo swamp-rock arrangement and a throat-rending vocal that finds Ryder channeling Melissa Etheridge with uncanny accuracy in the song's final stretch.
Written by Mikey Goralnik Friday, 22 June 2007 03:47
The high marks I've given this record are really a testament to the music. While Argos seems to have regressed a tad in his writing and delivery, guitarist Ian Catskilkin has moved well beyond the power chords, and catchy yet undemanding fretwork of Bang Bang for guitar stylings that are a bit more complicated.
Written by Rebecca Reardon Monday, 18 June 2007 13:50
Tennant and McTurnan share guitar and vocal duties, creating the swirling, '90s-style distorted guitar of self-professed influence My Bloody Valentine.
Written by Sam Levy Monday, 18 June 2007 13:41
Nobody in Columbus remembers them, but for two minutes and forty seconds they become amazingly familiar. It's unpolished, but it's from the soil, and the soul. And it's wonderful.
Written by David Lichius Monday, 11 June 2007 14:36
For a rock fan, there are certain bands' names you don't want to hear mentioned alongside "pop" in the same paragraph, let alone the same sentence.
Written by Rebecca Reardon Monday, 11 June 2007 14:28
Unlike Sumday by Grandaddy, Ten Readings of a Warning never found me reaching for the "skip" button. The songs are that good.
Written by Kevin Renick Monday, 11 June 2007 14:20
Kalli is genuinely self-aware, and, like most of us, living by the age-old ethos of "Hope springs eternal," even though disappointment and lowered expectations tend to be the norm.
Written by Jason Green Monday, 11 June 2007 14:15
Upon further listens, little details begin to bubble up to the surface: catchy melodies start to stick in your head, clever turns of phrase jump out of the lyrics, and subtle musical touches start to emerge from the mix.
Written by David Lichius Monday, 11 June 2007 13:55
With this long of a layoff, it is important to stress that Excellent Italian Greyhound is a Shellac record. There are no big surprises to be found inside.
Written by Kevin Renick Monday, 04 June 2007 15:10
This is one of the few records I've ever heard that would sound great in any situation. Driving in your car. Playing it in the background at a small dinner party. Curled up at night with your headphones on.
Written by Chris Schott Monday, 04 June 2007 15:05
The songs vary in style, giving artistic dignity to the track producer while allowing Sage to share the spotlight, giving credit where credit is due—a selfless rapper, imagine that.
Written by Maria Kriszt Monday, 04 June 2007 14:59
He's definitely in touch with the streets on this one; this could be the new gangsta anthem.
Written by Rebecca Reardon Monday, 04 June 2007 14:56
Like the kindergartner who refuses to quietly return the instruments to the box at the end of class time, the album ends with someone giving one last impulsive jingling of the wind chimes.
Written by Rebecca Reardon Saturday, 02 June 2007 06:18
Most of the songs are so short ("Who Stabbed Sean Spencer" is only a minute and 21 noisy, head-bobbing seconds long), you'll likely forgive the monotonous vocal range.
Written by Bob McMahon Saturday, 02 June 2007 06:11
There's some stuff stayed basically the same; there's some stuff that got major overhauls; one song got entirely re-recorded ["Space Baby"]. We went back and just made it sound a lot better. It's a more representative product.
Written by Dave Jasmon Saturday, 02 June 2007 05:58
Small observations, self-deprecating moments (Can I get a minute of not being nervous and not thinking of my dick"), and bits of conversation fill out the rest of the lyrics, lending credence to the National's more repetitive choruses, and adding a mystery that abolishes any semblance of tedium.
Written by Rebecca Reardon Wednesday, 30 May 2007 08:55
From the first note of the catchy guitar riff of "Eternity Is a Long Time," it will remind you why you like indie music so gosh-darned much. Jangly guitars! Plaintive lyrics!
Written by Chris Schott Wednesday, 30 May 2007 08:46
While bands like Battles and Dungen are still being innovative and, more importantly, interesting, Parts & Labor have run out of ideas, becoming repetitive throughout the execution of Mapmaker.
Written by Kevin Renick Wednesday, 30 May 2007 08:40
Summoning a sort of ghostly, late-night vibe, Mehlan arranges these tracks like a witch at her cauldron, stirring and stirring the bubbling brew in hopes of conjuring magickal forces.
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