The first album from Obits, a band that includes members of Drive Like Jehu and Hot Snakes, two longtime rock favorites of pretty much everybody who's watching the great indie rock underground, met high expectations because of the teaser 7-inch, "I Blame You"/"Get It In Writing." No shock, but it delivered. Hard.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
For the last 24 hours, my Windows laptop has been uploading about 760 mp3s (about 4.2 gigabytes) to my Amazon Cloud Locker. Since I've been playing around with it, and did a very fast review of what was actually hitting the cloud, I ended up listening to very little new music today.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Wagon Christ, a great moniker if ever one has been created, has been home to abstract hip hop and sometimes ambient efforts for the full length of Vibert’s career. On Toomorrow, the first WC full length in seven years, it sounds like Vibert could bust out with Plug-style drum ‘n’ bass at any second. This album veers back and forth between dancey and laid back, but is never confusing and flows unshockingly well.
Vibert is an evil genius, somewhere between Richard D. James and Tom Jenkinson for actually portraying evil, but all three are equally responsible with a few others, for creating the mind-bending and stupidly-named but none the less obsessive attraction of Intelligent Dance Music.
While recording Wagon Christ, Plug and a few other names, Vibert explored rhythms and sampling in ways that require the listener to want to be there, much like his contemporaries. Put on any of his albums and watch the room clear, leaving only those aurally adventurous enough to nod their heads and wonder how long that beat can continue for.
“Manalyze This,” the third track on Toomorrow, is almost a pure techno track, and wouldn’t sound out of place in the 90s. This new album deserves to sit comfortably on the shelf with Musipal and Tally Ho!. It’s refreshing. Now if only Vibert would really drive us nuts with a new album from Plug, it would really feel like 1996.
Buy Toomorrow from Shockhound.
Buy other Wagon Christ albums from Shockhound.
Blow your mind with the classic Plug track “DBC.”
Monday, March 28, 2011
My children like to go through my CD racks and pull out the albums that interest them. By interest, I mean whatever album art catches their eye. The four faces on the soundtrack to the 1995 movie "Kids" gets them every time. This time, I didn't put it away though and instead threw the disc in the stereo.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Ben Weasel's whole gig has been hating on everything. Last weekend at South by Southwest, he took it to a new level by punching two girls in the face after getting heckled, and the second one he hit more than once. As a result, his band has quit and pretty much nobody is accepting the apology. Look, that bitch who threw ice at him and then spit beer deserved to be escorted out, but Weasel should be able to be a professional.
Friday, March 25, 2011
I like to skank and drive, and with the discography of Less Than Jake taking up something like two-thirds of a gig on my cell phone right now, there's a good chance that I'm going to get some kind of ska-core thundering through the speakers of my unassuming Saturn and out the open windows into the world. Which means I'm gonna get some strange looks at red lights while bouncing around behind the wheel like a fool.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Green Day put out a live album and DVD called Awesome As Fuck today. The album includes songs from every one of the band's albums, played faster and louder than any of the studio versions, with screaming fans shouting every word at them. I opted not to post a track from it because, aside from the videos they posted, it seemed like overkill. Also, I've already made my case for them.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
I spent much of my 5-day vacation on Long Island last week trying to figure out the right song to link to the trip. The problem, for my college-damaged memory, is that the year I spent there was the beginning of a stretch of pseudo-laziness, mostly in tracking and obsessing over my listening habits. I was head-long into turning myself into a community reporter. What the hell did I need to waste time on anything beyond just listening to great records?
Saturday, March 19, 2011
I was on Long Island visiting family when Angles, the new album from The Strokes finally leaked. It was another 12 hours before I filled my ears with NYC's favorite sons on the plane back to Fort Lauderdale. What I got, from the first track to the last, is the best album the band has released since Is This It, and I loved Room On Fire. A lot.
I haven't posted anything from the new Reaganomics album, Lower The Bar, just yet but St. Patrick's Day seems as good a time as any because of this very song, which nails the fake Irish who think they've got a good reason to get wasted once a year.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
If the bassline on Blink-182's classic "Carousel" isn't inspired, if not stolen outright, from the main guitar riff on The Cure's "Just Like Heaven," then I am either insane or proving that there is a limited number of things that can be done with a guitar. Well, I'm pretty sure I'm insane regardless.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
I don't remember how I stumbled on the free download of the new EP from Atlanta post-hardcore five-piece Campaign. Aside from making me think about Hot Water Music, among other similar-sounding Gainesville bands, there's a lot to like about these guys.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
One of the complaints about "modern" recording techniques is that they sound sterile. You know, they don't have the pops and clicks of tape, and they don't change over time, because they're not physical the same way that tape is. The arguments are the same for vinyl, because the recordings change (or breathe) over time, unlike on a compact disc or MP3, where they sound the same as the day they were recorded.