The XX are England’s latest indie-rock export, and they arrive with an impressive debut in tow.
If Nick Cave, Rage Against the Machine, Marvin Gaye and Bradley Nowell mixed their genes in a laboratory, Tokyo Sex Destruction might emerge.
Even if you are as tired as I am of that overworked lineup of accordion, tuba, banjo and drums, you still need to see why Squeeze-bot stands head and shoulders above its competitors.
On “Flight of the CrowBear,” the fourth track on Scott Mertz and His Panel of Experts’ LP You Wish, the mandolin, pedal steel and banjo give way to a steady acoustic guitar
Backed by the No Neck Blues Band and members of Sunburned Hand of the Man, Charles Speer is making me regret I missed his Lisa’s performance not too long ago.
I’ve always wondered why Jawbox didn’t receive the same reverential treatment as Fugazi.
Estil Cortez Ball was a singer and fingerstyle guitar player from Rugby, Va. Before he passed in July 1978, he wrote countless folk ballads with his wife, Orna.
Just as Book of Leaves, the new solo piano album from Rachel’s pianist Rachel Grimes, contains no lyrics, it would seem fitting to review the album without words; perhaps replaci
This constantly experimenting Japanese heavy rock outfit has logged more than 20 releases since 1996, gaining attention after 2001 with a series of reissues by Southern Lord.
In contemporary hip-hop, one has to ask oneself: Which is more important, the emcee or the beat? What defines “good” in 2009?