Written by Dave Jasmon Tuesday, 06 February 2007 14:57
Touting their divergence from cut-and-paste radio rock, the Upright Animals form echoing, deeply cosmic ballads, anchored by suspended vocals and peppered with the subtly expansive merging of concise, space-rock guitar.
Written by Kaylen Hoffman Tuesday, 06 February 2007 14:53
As I listened, I was instantly transported to a grassy park, sitting on a blanket with my three closest friends, eating fresh fruit and laughing lightly as the sun shined down on our bare shoulders.
Written by Kevin Renick Tuesday, 06 February 2007 14:43
Quite simply, this is the best electronica work I've ever heard by an unsigned musician.
Written by Andrew Scavotto Tuesday, 06 February 2007 14:41
All of the 2006 hype has made Some Loud Thunder one of the most anticipated CDs of 2007, with critics and fans eager to see what singer/songwriter Alec Ounsworth will do with some exposure to fame and new resources. The result is a markedly more complicated, almost maniacal experiment in track layering and production.
Written by Laura Hamlett Thursday, 01 February 2007 13:38
Glasgow in January, there's really not much to do but drink, fight, fuck, and record a record.
Written by Kurt Boyer Thursday, 01 February 2007 03:20
I was very pleased to see the crowd growing at a late hour, even though some musicians started loading out and leaving, in my opinion an egocentric slap at the other people and a damn shame. Happens all the time, hard to stop.
Written by Bradley Terebelo Thursday, 01 February 2007 03:18
Distorted vocals and guitar? Check. Repetitive bass notes? Check. Mood-moving lyrics? Check.
Written by Jason Green Thursday, 01 February 2007 03:13
The biggest complaint to be lodged against this EP is that, at 24 minutes, it's far too short.
Written by Kevin Renick Thursday, 01 February 2007 03:09
David Gould, who previously played banjo for and led the Bootleg Remedy, must clearly be some sort of nonconformist genius, so gracefully does he buck trends and come up with his own version of life-affirming modern music.
Written by Maria Kriszt Thursday, 01 February 2007 03:05
Hobex comes out with a nice, mellow funk beat and lyrics that tell you to loosen up and enjoy the sounds, which helps set the mood for the rest of the CD.
Written by Dave Jasmon Thursday, 01 February 2007 03:01
Essentially a band of collaborators in support of the songwriting of Todd Vandenberg, Heller Mason portrays a dampened soul dipping its oar in a lake of grey humilities.
Written by Kevin Renick Thursday, 01 February 2007 02:58
This is an astonishingly good record that provides an easy answer to the question, "When does pop music rise to the level of art?"
Written by Jeremy Goldmeier Thursday, 01 February 2007 02:54
With the absence of all of the musical distractions that songwriters frequently employ to support their lyrics, there's really little to talk about with Woke Myself Up other than the themes expressed.
Written by Sam Levy Wednesday, 31 January 2007 09:25
We're delivered to this place we don't know, in a time we don't know, and somehow feel like we know exactly where we are. We see the grimey smiles, and the smokehouse soot doubling as sunshine. Welcome to Halifax.
Written by Jeremy Goldmeier Wednesday, 31 January 2007 09:22
Whatever comparisons one wants to apply—and jeez, there's so many trendy artists out there to name-drop—Quixoticism succeeds because it lacks any of the pretensions that so often scour records of this type.
Written by Kevin Renick Wednesday, 31 January 2007 09:11
Any budding garage band with a sense of humor can come up with a unique moniker, but only the ones with real talent and determination will likely see their name become secondary to their sound.
Written by Brian Kenney Wednesday, 31 January 2007 09:06
With Axl Rose, we want to remember the Axl in the black-and-white "Sweet Child O' Mine" video, not the bloated, corn-rowed Axl in his last high-profile appearance, winded and sweaty after a semi-rousing set of "Rocket Queen" at the 2003 MTV VMAs. We want to remember Adler, Izzy, and the summer of '88 when the Gunners broke loose of the Sunset Strip scene.
Written by Jason Green Wednesday, 31 January 2007 09:00
When Lee and Balsamo experiment, however, they almost always succeed. On "Cloud Nine" and "Lose Control," the band uses sequenced drumbeats courtesy of DJ Lethal (of House of Pain and Limp Bizkit fame) and echo-laden vocals to form airy arrangements that at times border on trip-hop, like some crazy bastard child of Korn and Portishead.
Written by Kevin Renick Wednesday, 31 January 2007 08:55
Williamson has a poignant, delicate approach to playing piano that often provides more of the emotional pull than her vocals do.
Written by Jason Green Wednesday, 31 January 2007 08:51
A few ballads even sneak in to shake up the tempo, which helps the flow of the album even if they aren't particularly memorable individually.
Written by Kevin Renick Wednesday, 31 January 2007 08:48
Waters' third album on her own label builds in intensity and curious details until the initial seeming lack of originality gives way to a much more lasting impression. This woman is a keen observer of life, a deeply empathetic soul, and a truly devoted musician.
Written by Dave Jasmon Wednesday, 31 January 2007 08:44
Having assembled a diversely talented group of musicians in the Clash's Paul Simonon (bass), the Verve's Simon Tong (lead guitar), Afrobeat specialist Tony Allen (drums), and the production of Danger Mouse, Albarn never seems to fully engage any of them.
Written by Toriano L. Porter Monday, 29 January 2007 16:00
"When people leave tonight, I want them to be able to say they had a good time and enjoyed the show," Nite Owl says. "Especially my set."
Written by Tyson Blanquart Wednesday, 24 January 2007 14:05
Sonic Youth captures this improvisation and musical weirdness on nearly every album, so much so that they are the standard by which noise music is measured.
Written by Dave Jasmon Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:59
While the (past and possibly present) prom-night power of "Forever Young" is what will most likely dominate the attentions of Casino Twilight Dogs, it is by no means the high point of the album.
Written by Chris Schott Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:53
Listening to the songs on Don't Make Me Wait, one might think back to an Ed Sullivan–era Beatles. The band seems to carry that same befuddled charm the Fab Four was known for back in early 1960s.
Written by Jeremy Goldmeier Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:48
The album cover tells you a lot. Look closely, and you see all sorts of cute little details. Hey, wow, are those cars flying?
Written by Katherine Yeske-Taylor Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:41
Woozy, trashy, sexy, secretive...this band makes late-night heartbreak and alcohol-fueled mistakes sound alluring.
Written by Jason Green Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:35
The sound of the Velmas is the sound of every radio rock band of the last ten years or so shoved in a blender, resulting in a homogenized mush of everything "alternative."
Written by Chris Schott Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:30
The people at Hometapes are keeping their ears to the ground, making sure we're constantly hearing something new and exciting.
Written by Dave Jasmon Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:24
This record is undoubtedly Of Montreal's most cogent effort to date, and not coincidentally, contains some of Barnes' most personal songs.
Written by Dave Jasmon Wednesday, 24 January 2007 13:18
What the tender-voiced folksmith does best throughout Grand Forks is create an eerily pleasant, old-timey tone, blending the straight-forward dialogue of Hank Williams, Sr. with a modernized, feminized lilt in the vein of Jeff Buckley.
Written by Dave Jasmon Wednesday, 24 January 2007 02:49
We ultimately benefit in that this Shins record, more than any before, ceaselessly moves from one mood to the next, blending darkened optimism with the glaring shadows of Mercer's lyrics, allowing the group's omnipresent sing-along ability to withstand the attention of casual enthusiasts alongside repeat listeners.
Saturday, 06 January 2007 15:42
Opener "20 Years" is almost Howie Day-addictive, with swirling guitars, a catchy beat, and rising vocals.
Saturday, 06 January 2007 15:36
As it plays through the headphones, you can see and smell the smoke filling the coffee shop around you.
Saturday, 06 January 2007 15:29
He enunciates his intelligent lyrics crisply, even when effects are thrown into the mix. Remember the wonder with which you first heard Cy Curnin's voice (the Fixx)?
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