Reviewing EPs can be a tricky proposition — does one afford the same considerations of scope and gravity typically associated with a full-length?
Gabe Close sounds as if he’s been exorcising a lifetime of Southern rock and blues influences to make his debut, Learning to Wait for the Dawn.
Screaming Secrets finds Second Story Man flexing every muscle they have.
Xiu Xiu used to be a challenging, uncomfortable listening experience. Scattered moments of mutilated beauty made the awkward rape-incest-weeping-electronic ride all worth it.
Rae was once a punk-band frontwoman, but she learned to stretch her musical horizons with the help of the saxophonist who became her husband.
Paul K’s originals are sturdy and effective, but Gavage Vol.
There’s something in the voices of early rock ’n’ rollers like Elvis Presley or Buddy Holly that conjures up the word “honey.” And whatever it is, D.A.
Citay is one of those bands that pops up on the scene so rarely, music geeks often forget they even exist; a band that can take an overused trend in music and somehow breathe new life into it
Critical darlings of the ’90s from High View might’ve wound up a novelty act were they not so incredibly good — and schooled — at what they did: mining rock’s or
In the hands of mere mortals, three guitars devolve into meaningless self-flagellation.