Of all the hair-brained ideas: Manning wants this record to sound like summertime in Kentucky. So he and engineer Kevin Ratterman pack up some gear and head under the bridge at Tyler Park.
Did you know Carrie Neumayer can scream? Not some like-omg-I-just-went-to-the-mall-bought-a-new-top-and-it’s-sooooo-fab scream.
We owe a big debt to Ed Lutz and Michael Jarboe: the two men behind this series of tape compilations that are now or at least should be collectors items.
Technically, Scott Ritcher’s voice is awful.
Once “Shiner” and “Tooth Fairy Retribution Manifesto” started popping up on locally released compilations and singles, it became clear that Jason Noble, Jeff Mueller, Tara J
As much praise as the world piles on Slint, Speed deserves equal time. Where to begin?
The opening track, “My Penis in Sleep Mode,” kicks off like a glitch remix of a herd of elephants barreling down a plastic tube.
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?