Song of the Day #690 – Cancers
Ella invited me to the show. She found me as many people do – on Facebook, via a mutual friend. (Aside – this is also how I met my current landlord when my previous landlady, a psychotic control freak, was about to kick me out. Through the same mutual friend, in fact. I owe said […]
Song of the Day #689 – Salsa Chest
In every aspect, this house was the ultimate retreat from the downtown clubs. For one, it was tucked away above the railroads in a tree-sheltered neighborhood, at the very end of its street. For another, the tiny living room (?) was bedecked in art – surreal paintings and collages; a glittery garland halo; a back […]
Song of the Day #688 – Sharkpact
The bands were always up front. Always. Everyone admired each other. Some were even singing along. The sound system hiccupped before Dogjaw could barrel into their first tune, and two folks (among others) stepped in at once to help – one burly bloke inspected the gear, and a svelte lady brought forth a toolbox of […]
Song of the Day #687 – Dogjaw
You lucky schmucks – this week you’ll get a new song of the day EVERY day. How sweet is that? Each of the following artists convened at one stellar house show in Athens on Thursday (and the wee hours of Friday, too). “So we went downtown, and we saw these ridiculous parking meters…” Meg of […]
Cassette of the Week #6 – TOBACCO
Back in my diagnosis/review of Young Magic, I denounced synths (or, rather, the dull-witted folk that don’t abuse them) as instruments of cool, as anesthetics for the youth that reminisce about a decade they weren’t even born in. But behind that shimmery veneer of glass, every once in a while, someone sneaks up with a […]
2014 – A Half Year in Review (from that Collapse Board whippersnapper)
It’s almost July, kids – you know what that means? Well, over here in the US, Americans take that as a cue to load up on fireworks, booze, and propane for the 4th. But HERE, in the blogosphere of musique critique (not a real French phrase, by the by), we critic types take stock of […]
Tiny Ruins – Brightly Painted One (Spunk)
[READER ADVISORY WARNING: The following review does not reach a clear conclusion about the album in question and might disturb some audiences. Viewer discretion is advised.] Why aren’t I crying? I ought to be. The writing’s on the wall. No, not because of this LP. Not at all. Tiny Ruins is so grey in its […]
Eagulls – Eagulls (Deranged)
What? When did this come out again? Three months ago, you say? Oh WHO CARES. Gems like this ought to be dredged up again and again to save our souls from the marble-ogling masses. Why? ‘Cos I’m puh-SESSED. Fuck the headphones. FUCK ‘EM! This is 80-miles-per-hour music, (yeah,I said miles – SUCK IT, WORLD), the […]
Young Magic – Breathing Statues (Carpark/Stop Start)
Well. I hope you’ve enjoyed this long stretch of marvelous ladies that our fearless leader has unearthed for the good of mankind. (I know I have.) Now it’s time to thrust ourselves back into the center of the malaise that blights the airwaves these days. Young Magic represent EXACTLY what ails the misguided youth that […]
Cassette of the Week #5 – White Poppy
(Well, actually, if you want to be politically correct about it, this is actually the cassette of last month, but Gold Flake Paint wouldn’t have it. But you don’t mind, do you? Of course you don’t.) There’s a shadowy past oft forgotten by post-punk auteurs, a gray zone of specters and light in a hazy […]
