The Russian Futurists, Me, Myself and Rye
I’ve been writing a lot lately about how I just want to listen to music that gives me pleasure and […]
Issue 38
The Pointed Sticks, My Japanese Fan
If only this were an original Pointed Sticks single, then I could sell it on eBay to an actual Japanese […]
A Northern Chorus, Chained to the Truth
Two cover songs (one by Low, the other by Mojave 3) that make me want to hear the originals by […]
Mr. Plow, Chairman Plow’s Little Red Book
Short, crass, acoustic punk songs that take on the annoying little details of everyday life. The music partakes of the […]
The Micronite Filters
The Micronite Filters opens up into a CD-sized gatefold sleeve. The interaction with the packaging is an ergodic allusion to […]
Mena
I’m not sure if metal folk is a true musical genre, but there is no other way to describe Mena’s […]
Lydia/Bullet
One song is upbeat and in possession of a couple hooks amid the shoegazy guitar and buried vocals. The other […]
The Lonesome Valley Singers, Corpse Circus Revue
One of this album’s songs is titled “This is for the Aftermath.” It’s for the aftermath of a love affair […]
Lightning Dust
Is it not weird the way we sometimes listen to one record more than another even though the record we […]
Leper Collective/Flesh for Frank, Of Toasters and Burnt Toasts/Computer Generated Shit Noise Attack
More wicked demented stuff from Francois Marceau, supergenius. I literally never know what this maniac is going to do to […]
Usra Leedham, The Architect’s Wound
With a title like that, you know the CD can only be one thing: wretched. But incomprehensibly wretched? I don’t […]
Joe Lapinski, Sundries
“Hey, it’s really snowing!” yells my daughter at the kitchen window and I look up from scrubbing yesterday’s pots and […]