While Monsters, the debut album by Ladyshark, may feel very immediate, it’s actually been around for a while. The Nashville punk duet unflinchingly addresses the monsters that have stalked us well before Donald Trump was a sickly twinkle in his…
If you miss the days when Sleater-Kinney and Hole were exciting new acts, but also prefer your music with a chaser of whiskey-laden twang, then holy cow are you in luck. This Brooklyn-based band will blow any preconceptions of the…
DL Rossi had a helluva time. And I’m sorry for him, but as with many personal tragedies, his failed marriage made for some really fruitful songwriting. In Rossi’s words, the first EP has more of a Tom Petty feel, while…
First of all, I’d like to thank Shark Dad for their gracious patience. They first contacted me in June and I’m writing this the day after Thanksgiving. I also want to apologize to you all for not telling you about…
Sad boys with guitars never gets old. What O’Dowd brings to the table is a dense verbiage and wall-of-sound strum that cuts to the heart of things. O’Dowd’s gravely voice tells of punk concerts shout-sung in the not too distant…