Even before my first spin of Fed to Your Head had ended, I sensed that the album would inspire strongly contradictory feelings, and a brief prowl across the Internet confirmed my suspicions. An online reviewer at www.ink19.com likened Scorched Earth to “a third-rate Lenny Kravitz” and concluded with comments that…
There is a secret history of British New Wave. Beneath the cosmetic façade of Boy George and Adam Ant lurked a legion of post-punk misfits — champions of cheap guitars, thrift-store glamour and reckless experimentation. Behind every Duran Duran was the spiky funk of the Pop Group; behind every Bow…
Japanese taiko drumming is an art form that is as visual as it is auditory. Kodo’s army of drummers, sinewy and scantily clad in traditional costume, muscle 900-pound drums in perfectly choreographed unison while participating in a complex piece of performance art that is equal parts athletic performance and spiritual…
There very well may be something terribly wrong with the members of Speedealer. “Everybody in this band is pretty pissed off,” says bassist Rich Mullins. “I think our attitude is that, in order for something to rock, you have to really mean it. Jeff [Hirshberg, guitar/vocals] calls it a tremendous…
The trio’s second disc since reimagining itself on 1997’s Zaireeka, Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots is casually electronic and curiously acoustic. Sounds from both ends of the musical spectrum crash in the middle and collapse into smiling, sad piles of overcast optimism and, as leader Wayne Coyne puts it, “sunshine…
Like virtually all products of American culture, hip-hop has traveled on globalism’s winds to take root in the unlikeliest of places — from Serbia to São Paulo. Africa Raps: Senegal, Mali, and the Gambia, a compilation on German label Trikont, brings rap’s Afrocentric tendencies full circle, collecting recent material from…
If Kruder and Dorfmeister are a blunt before breakfast, then Jazzanova is cocktails after dinner. Stylish and sophisticated, Jazzanova’s debut LP In Between (discounting 2000’s remix collection) is a journey through nu jazz that you’re not likely to forget. The six-man team from Germany has dominated the jazz-dance and down-tempo…
Alicia Keys is so 2001’s Lauryn Hill: a young, beautiful, smart African-American woman with more talent than the white critical community knows how to handle, pushed to the lip of the mainstream media stage by editors and producers grateful for the chance to chip away at their guilt over never…
The first time I ever laughed out loud in a rock club? It was in Manhattan, and They Might Be Giants were playing at a little club called Dr. B’s in Soho. It couldn’t have been more than 1981 or ’82, but they emerged on the scene like a fully…
Fifteen years after the group’s first album, the Goo Goo Dolls name is still good for the occasional line drawn in the dirt. Quite a few haven’t yet forgiven the GGDs for wearing their Replacements jones on their sleeve all the way to multiplatinum status, while Let It Be and…
If Bryan Nesbitt — the super-hot Phoenix-born car designer who gave the world the PT Cruiser before being wooed away from Chrysler by a bigger paycheck from Chevy — had defected instead to Blue Note Records, he might have designed Norah Jones. Like Nesbitt’s instantly iconic car, Jones is a…
They gave each other names. Names that perhaps no other human had ever been given. From now on she would simply be “VV” and he would be known only as “Hotel.” Together they would be The Kills. They would make music, have attitude, and somehow rule the world based only…
Love Jewel. Hate Jewel. Fear her manipulative mom. Laugh at her poetry. Give her props for not fixing that snaggletooth. Marvel at her staying power. Almost seven years ago, I interviewed the fresh-from-Alaska Jewel Kilcher — before she’d sold many copies of her first album. At the time, she’d just…
Imagine, for an instant, that you’ve been granted a wish to vault back in time to that mortifying moment back in middle school when you finally got up enough guts to ask that hottie in Social Studies to your first school dance. Only this time, instead of mumbling some lame…
The premise of the Back to Mine series of dance mix albums is truly innovative. Under the direction of the country’s premier DJ organization, DMC USA, Back to Mine gives featured electronic artists the chance to collect the records — whatever they might be — that they would play for…
Optometry is hardly the first album to mingle jazz, hip-hop and DJ culture. Indeed, it’s not even the first platter to do so on Thirsty Ear. In June 2001, Spring Heel Jack, a London duo that’s rightly viewed as an innovator in the drum ‘n’ bass subgenre, unleashed its own…
Can the music be called Brit pop if the musicians in question take more influences from the Mississippi Delta than from their Liverpool-area origins, as is the case with Gomez? Lacking a better term, the awe-inspiring quintet describes its music as “psychedelic blues.” And while there’s no easy way to…
My landlord knew a drug dealer in high school. The dealer had a bunch of acid stashed in his sock. It was a hot day. His feet got sweaty, and he absorbed most of the blotter. After a week in the emergency room, the guy was still wild-eyed, queasy and…
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When queried in an interview a couple of years ago as to whether he was really the fabled Ugly Casanova, Modest Mouse front man Isaac Brock immediately went all prickly. “Aw, man,” he groaned. “You’ve got to let some things stay a mystery.” And then he set the screen on…
The Stylistics’ Airrion Love is recalling Linda Creed, who in her early 20s penned many of the group’s biggest hits, from “Break Up to Make Up” to “La La Means I Love You.” “She was a beautiful girl,” says the soft-spoken tenor. “She had a uniqueness for lyrics. And that’s…
The stormy one-two punch (“Code Red,” “What I Built Last Night”) that opens the Casket Lottery’s third full-length runs a gamut of rock styles, making shape-shifting noise that hits like a Whippit-induced head rush. Singer and guitarist Nate Ellis, bassist Stacy Hilt and drummer Nathan “Junior” Richardson lock together like…
