Mark Lanegan I’ll Take Care of You (Sub Pop) There are some kinds of music that really work only at certain times of day or during specific activities. You’ve got good driving music, good drinking music, good dishwashing music. Mark Lanegan’s records are of the late-night, half-tanked, down-and-miserable, stare-out-the-trailer-at-the-stars variety…
“My idea,” said Bruce Springsteen in 1996, responding to a reporter’s query about the songwriter’s intent, “wasn’t to get the next 10 songs and put out an album and get out on the road. I wrote with purpose in mind, so I edited very intensely the music I was writing…
Here’s to the girl with the little red shoes, She likes to party, She likes the booze, She lost her cherry, but that’s no sin, Thank God, she’s still got the box the cherry came in. — from Warrant’s official Web site With the same courage we’d imagine a fly…
Guitarist Ariel Sanzo sounds like a typical modern rock musician when he talks about his inspirations. Like any American kid who came of age in the late ’70s and early ’80s, Sanzo, who grew up in Buenos Aires and plays in both a three-piece punk group named Pez and the…
Within the Valley music scene, few artists or songwriters enjoy the kind of universal admiration of Dead Hot Workshop’s Brent Babb. So it comes as no surprise that the city’s musical cognoscenti are abuzz at the prospect of seeing the band perform for the first time in several months –…
Dot Allison Afterglow (Deconstruction/Arista) From the vantage point of this side of the pond, Scottish outfit One Dove’s early-’90s brief arc, yielding but one album (1993’s Morning Dove White), may have seemed a mere blip emanating from the UK rave/house scene of the time. Same old story, y’know: DJs and…
Roger Clyne is in a reflective mood. The Peacemakers’ front man has had plenty to think about over the last year. He got married, became a father for the third time, lost his record deal and saw his band break up under acrimonious circumstances. He went on to form a…
For the unwitting punk-rock aesthete, happening upon Sweep the Leg Johnny in a crowded dive bar can be startling. The four unassuming lads from Chicago who make up the band crank out an intense, immense saxophone-fueled brand of post-punk that doesn’t lend itself to immediate comprehension. Even for those who…
At the time, no one could have known how important Nirvana’s appearance on Saturday Night Live would be, how many bands would form in its wake, how different the world would sound soon after it happened. Nirvana was just another band on the way up that Saturday Night Live was…
“Burn down the disco. Hang the blessed DJ because the music that they constantly play says nothing to me about my life.” — The Smiths (1986) According to DJ Emile, there should be panic in the streets of Phoenix because nightlife here may never be the same again. One of…
The Peeps are discordantly glamorous. Guitarist Paula Monarch is all tattoos and red hair. Bassist Chela Mischke is tall and dark — with dark makeup and a helmet of even darker hair. Liz Adams is shy and soft-spoken until she gets behind her drum kit and becomes a reckless blur…
The Promise Ring Very Emergency! (Jade Tree) Sad to say, the American emo scene is quietly turning into what will most likely be the next decade’s nostalgia-tinged Monster Ballads compilations pitched on late-night TV. You may argue the point, of course. Emo fans are nothing if not fiercely protective of…
It’s easy to be taken aback by the depth of Calexico’s The Black Light. In under 60 minutes, the group’s auteurs (and erstwhile Giant Sand rhythm section) John Convertino and Joey Burns explore more than a dozen musical idioms and bring those elements to life with the cinematic grandeur of…
Major record labels are still pissed off about digital distribution. The concern that free, nearly perfect copies of songs and albums would be scattered all over the world led to a concerted effort a couple months ago by the Big Five record companies, audio companies and electronics firms to make…
Sam Lay is a traveling blues museum. He helped blues go electric in the late 1950s and early 1960s, playing drums for Little Walter, Howlin’ Wolf, Muddy Waters, James Cotton, Lightnin’ Hopkins and Hound Dog Taylor — the creators of what’s now called Chicago blues. “I’ve been out there so…
“Yeah, Kraftwerk and the Backstreet Boys,” chuckles Markus Schulz. The Phoenix DJ is laughing at the juxtaposition of the two, shall we say, diverse artists. For Schulz both have played important, though vastly different, roles in his development as an internationally respected DJ and music-industry player. The former — the…
Gomez Liquid Skin (Virgin) When Gomez released its debut album, Bring It On, last year, the group immediately drew favorable comparisons to everything from the Beatles, to the Band, and Beck in its native England. The band won the U.K.’s coveted Mercury Prize, a slew of other music biz awards…
Taking their nom de rock from the opening line of Iggy & the Stooges’ punk classic, “Search and Destroy,” the Streetwalkin’ Cheetahs — an L.A.-based quartet — tried to change the world by sounding like a cross between the aforementioned musical metaphorical morons and their Detroit brothers-in-protopunk arms, the MC5;…
Following the assassinations of Martin Luther King Jr. and Robert Kennedy in 1968, children’s watchdog groups sprang up and pointed a collective finger at — what else — cartoon violence! Kiddie animation seemed an unlikely scapegoat. After all, James Earl Ray didn’t drop a 16-ton Acme anvil to kill the…
There is something wrong with Thermos Malling. Maybe growing up in strip-mall Phoenix did him in. Forming the melted-delta meta-blues duo Doo Rag — in which he played drums on things as various as film reels, horse troughs and suitcases — may have warped him. Perhaps creating a vocal-amplification device…
Outrageous Cherry Out There in the Dark (Del-Fi 2000) At first squint, it may seem a tad oxymoronic to be told that a terrific new album will take you on a journey. After all, critics have been employing that standard ever since Bob Dylan painted his first masterpiece. Even today’s…
Bill Blake, Serene Dominic, Bob Mehr. Three sharply seasoned music critics. Together this trio of rock snobs has lauded thousands of deserving albums up to high heaven and drop-kicked 10 times that number down to the gallows. But now they’ve grown tired and jaded, unwilling even to lay their eyes…
