Scout Niblett distinguishes herself by often buttressing her spare, haunting songs with distorted electric guitar instead of acoustic.
Broadfield Marchers’ third album further refines the band’s ’60s pop-rock.
There’s something intangible and beautiful about the four songs that make up Love is War.
However precious and popped-collar these New Yorkers appear, Vampire Weekend ultimately win out on top in the taste department.
This debut from Louisville’s The Parade Schedule (or more specifically, mastermind Matt Kinder) is a collection of hushed acoustic songs that, at their best, recall Ryan Adams’ dr
Anyone can write a sad song, but not everyone can do it well. You have to combine technique and belief.
Modern blues recordings are a little too electric and a little too neat.
The surface analysis is that Daniel Duncan fills his sandbox with something illicit.
What appears to be Olympia Three’s final effort — the band is splitting up next month — shows the group evolving toward modern nu-grass and ending on a mixed result.
As far as careerist schemes go, naming your band Nothing People and titling your first album Anonymous has to be pretty high up on the list of bad ideas.