In music’s most shameful days of unencumbered materialism and greed, the praises of said sins proclaimed by hip-hop artists, country pop stars, boy bands and rock ’n’ roll a
Pretend for a second you’re making the playlist for your super-fun, hip dance party. You’ve already moved through some groovy tracks, but everyone’s a little winded.
Want to have it both ways? I’m not referring to both of the under-dressed babes on the cover.
It’s hard to imagine how much more ornate the Apples in Stereo’s albums could get, as Travellers in Space and Time seems to represent the pole most opposite fr
Affectation as a metaphor for struggles with intimacy — people with acoustic guitars were hitching to that post even before the young Joni Mitchell began twiddling with tunings.
A pretty impressive effort from the Louisville-bred New York resident.
Former punk-rock frontman (Fading Out, Rising Shotgun) and current poet and creative writing professor Brett Ralph turned his back on rock (more or less) a few years ago when he mounted the K
Future beats, personified. These are two of the three planned mixtapes leading up to Jack Splash’s major label debut, though this is far from the first time you’ve heard Splash.
Johnny Berry is the local king of sad-bastard country music.
This fantastic new collection highlights the mid-1970s work of Egyptian guitarist Omar Khorshid, whose music bridges the gap between the propulsive energy of 1960s American “surf guitar