Nick Dittmeier began his career with A Suburban Blood Drive, a standard-issue emo band that abruptly recast itself as a cartoonish death-metal act once its Saves the Day-influenced pop-punk fell ou
I love the freedom of independent hip-hop.
It’s difficult to put one overarching comment on Dunkenstein Records’ comp Doctors of Dunk Vol. 2.
One doesn’t kick around the local music scene for nearly half a century without achieving the iconic status Wayne Young has.
I didn’t have very high hopes. Both the name of the group and album are immediate turnoffs. A glance at the back cover doesn’t bode well, either.
Perhaps the most venerated of jazz labels, Blue Note celebrates its 70th anniversary in 2009, and this CD is part of the festivities.
The first time you hear Deer Meet’s Turn to Clear Vision, you may get visions of booted feet kicking amplifiers over. Those belong to Jimmy Angelina.
It seems like the “tale of two dancers” story has been told so many times it has turned cliché.
A friend reminded me of a joke the other day: If a nuclear bomb hits the United States, head to Louisville — it takes two years for anything to reach us.
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