In today’s scuzzy garage-punk/smirky synth-pop indie climate, the Interpol/Editors-style glide of Sugar Army’s debut platter feels like a flickering dispatch from 2004.
With all his side projects in classical music, comics and film, one might wonder why Glenn would write and release another Danzig album.
Island fever permeates Rudies.
The face of hip-hop is changing, but Dolla Green didn’t quite get the message. Think of your favorite rapper. Now think of that rapper’s earliest song. That’s Dolla Green.
Experimental duo Matmos and Yale School of Music alums So Percussion team up for an album that shows, if nothing else, that new sonics lurk in your junk drawer. That greasy bike chain?
This is what I want to tell Gogol Bordello: I get it. You are eccentric. You are clever. You are doing this wild and crazy pan-ethnic thing that is yours and yours alone.
From the first drummer of My Morning Jacket, J. Glenn’s new solo album Long Time No See displays his talents as a one-man band.
For the dudes who were leading the pack on the Kate Bush revival and credibly cited Devo, XTC and Wire as major influences, The Futureheads’ fourth studio album sounds more like the Kai
Cross a pot leaf and vagina to get the logo for Gayngs, an indie supergroup that brought the fun by naming its album Relayted and setting the whole thing to a slow-grind 6
Band of Horses is one of those few bands that make it fun to be a cynical critic, because with every record, you say, “These guys can’t get any better, they can’t get any mo