Keep your ears tuned to the small towns. The future of music is living in South Dakota.…
Eventually someone was bound to out-scorch Melt Banana, bound to shave Harry Pussy into irrelevance, and bound to just come along and fucking liquefy your face. …
Hell, it rocks harder than any of those lily-livered upper-middle-class floppy-haired fops in the charts.…
When are you going to actually review the album itself? What does the music sound like?…
Fuck it, Art: your licence is revoked. And Pierce: you’re a cunt.…
There’s a righteousness at the heart of these songs, a riveting freedom that makes Contemporary Indie — cute, smug, obvious, self-obsessed, eager to please — seem hilariously and stupidly irrelevant.…
We could talk about the ping pong vocals that recall bands like Oh Ok…
Hey, I’m a modern guy. I can dig that art in the 21st Century is all about collage and recontextualization. But as collage artists, Alabama Shakes are essentially just ripping a page out of a 1967 issue of Life magazine and showing to us. Actually, that’s giving them too much credit. Life magazine wrote about the world, Alabama Shakes just writes about Alabama Shakes. …
As pop, it’s irritating and destructive. As rock, it could give a fuck. What more could you ask for?…
I am afraid of Uncle Mark. Blatantly inebriated, this pixie-faced old man roams the stage like an imperious foreman. …