With their airy sound and fey demeanor, jj are often labeled as twee pop, but there’s nothing cutesy or precious about jj n° 3, their second nine-song, 27-minute platter in nine mon
You may have doubts about the merits of this album long before the bagpipes started the Mexican Hat Dance.
With all the talk of braying cattle, dungaree silk, Palominos and Pintos, you’d be surprised to discover that the hippie-folkie-cowboy singer-songwriter Bill Madison recorded his debut
Brainbheats is the alias of Louisville pianist/composer Brian Healey, for those of you who had him confused with the San Francisco Brainbeats, a different composer/percussionist.
There’s a naiveté about The Howards’ debut, Farm Fresh, that instantly makes me call shenanigans on the whole thing.
The Killers. Franz Ferdinand. Passively emotional vocals over electronics, and catchy, quick disco-punk. Sound like five years ago? Wrong.
For those of you wondering whether rock forgot about Queen’s legacy, Foxy Shazam is the reminder you’ve been waiting for.
I don’t know what kind of pain and suffering Louisville-based singer-songwriter Andrea Davidson has seen, but she should go back for more. Girlfriend has the blues.
This detailed, thorough album does everything it sets out to do. A noisy, acoustic, dirty-country-rockabilly road trip whose artwork compliments every nuance. Appearing with an R.
The mission of Preservation Hall is right there in its name — preserving the traditions of jazz, arguably America’s greatest cultural innovation, in its acknowledged birthplace of