Alanna Fugate has a wonderfully soulful voice that only seems to hint at the agony hidden beneath her sometimes angry, sometimes sad, but always pain-drenched lyrics.
Cindy Blackman’s day job is drumming for Lenny Kravitz; she has deep jazz chops, though, and her new release pays tribute to her mentor, Tony Williams.
Channeling classic chops, Wheatley’s debut transports listeners to the days when the construction of country songs mattered more than an artist’s age, hairstyle or love life.
This nostalgic compilation is more than just an aural experience.
Hyper drummer + hyper-awkward singer + buzz-happy synth + Bloomington-punk-style-enthusiasm = Prizzy Prizzy Please.
This record might sound too much like the past two, but that’s not a strike against MBD. I understand where the sentiment comes from.
The Long Dream of Birds’ more focused moments feel like buoys in an ocean of pretty but directionless atmospherics.
Among many forgotten musical innovations of the 1960s, perhaps the most obscure was that of audience-driven free improvisation.
The best album to come out of Louisville since Young Widows’ Old Wounds.
When staring at the cover of Carney’s debut album, Mr.