As hoarders of junk electronics, thrift store keyboards and a variety of circuit-bent thingamajigs, it makes sense that each successive Holy Fuck record gets better and better — each ti
Following the unexpected success of “Touch of Grey,” the Dead toured to larger audiences in their final eight years.
Have you ever wondered what manic depression put to music would sound like? No?
If Boxer detailed crushed ideals of young adulthood through a Raymond Carver lens, High Violet obliterates the fairytale of marriage, family and social standing wit
Follow the Train, the semi-active, oft-fluctuating Louisville collective based around mastermind Dennis Sheridan, have always been a slippery proposition.
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.