When an A student consistently turns in great work, “safe” is graded more harshly.
After alienating mainstream fans with the puzzling, atonal / \ / \ / \ Y / \, M.I.A. retreats to well-trodden territory on Matangi.
Thee Flying Caskets exhibit very little pretense to be anything other than fun times rock ’n’ roll/punk.
This shows up, and I check with my editor to see if he wants the review for LEO's Fake Issue. No, it’s real, was the reply.
From some place called Horse Cave, Ky., now-Louisville resident Taylor Rogers teams up with producer Ju$t Cobain.
Roly Porter is best known as half of the dubstep duo Vex’d, but that is about to change.
It’s hard to listen to Melt-Banana without feeling like you need an inhaler.
It says something that the first track starts with Omar’s signature whistle.
I had avoided Crystal Stilts for purely shallow reasons. Like “wolf” names 10 years ago, the sheer number of “crystal” bands seemed suspicious.
An eight-piece New Orleans band coming by their name honestly, I Am debuts with a lot of fun, bordering on happy-go-lucky, which only serves to better le bon temps.