Athens Popfest, Day 2 – The Dance
Punisher of drums for Deerhoof (and fellow introvert) Greg Saunier, shot by the lovely folk of Gauche. All videos by Jason Seiple. Thursday, August 11, 2016 T-Shirt for the day: Melt-Banana tee, grey. Acquired back in April after seeing Melt-Banana open for Melvins (in 20 minutes or less). You cannot force the dance. The dance […]
The Only Apple Music Article You Need To Read
By Scott Creney So when you first join up there’s all these goddamned floating circles and you’re supposed to pick your favorite genre of music from a bunch of categories that are so broad & vague as to be meaningless: alternative, electronic, pop, rock, oldies, etc. But you can’t see all the bubbles at once […]
Girls Rock Athens! – Live Review Of a Free Youth Concert
When you fall in love with Tunabunny, you fall in love with this notion of freedom – dontcha? And when you watch the videos, and you read that this whimsical place of light and paint is Athens, Georgia, you connect the two, and believe that some happy magic in the soil must nurture this pink […]
Song of the day – 671: King Champion Sounds
I use the word blast. I refer to the bursts of clarion-call brass that punctuate this uplifting, insurgent noise. I refer to the chiding, aware vocals.
You can’t judge a book by its cover. Or an album. Or can you?
girl punk; electronic; 60s girl group; teenage schoolgirls; something to do with the beach; grunge; surf pop; surfer punk; late 70s/early 80s DIY post-punk
Song of the day – 437: Prinzhorn Dance School (+ 5 wonderful obscure old school ‘awkward pop’ videos)
Love the silences between the vocals. Sure, we’re talking Gla*o Babies.
Song of the day – 370: The New Sound Of Numbers (a love song to Athens GA, part four)
Is that a cow bell? No.
Song of the day – 363: Supercluster (a love song to Athens GA, part one)
This sound is so glorious! It’s like if (early) B-52s and Pylon remained the best-known bands from Athens instead of … goddammit, what was that band’s name again? Coldplay?
Song of the day – 231: Tunabunny
Bangs wept. This music makes me deliriously happy. It clatters, it splatters, it shatters, it matters. I’ve listened to the album front to back, back to front, sideways, length ways, every which wrong ways, adored the New Order steals, the slices of unrequited Bikini Kill/Skinned Teen screaming, the tributes to the female Captain Beefheart, the […]