The Rubs — Impossible Dreams

The Rubs have returned with their new LP, a power pop barnstormer that’s as charming as it is infectious. These intricate pop melodies were penned and executed exclusively by none other than Joey Rubbish himself. Rubbish has a way of…

Charles Ellsworth — Cesaréa

It just goes to show what a great producer can do. I’ve given Charles Ellsworth a bump before, but his newest album, Cesaréa, is a leap and a bound above the songs I heard last year. Ellsworth ditched SLC for…

Music Roundup!

For those of you in the US, I hope everyone had a restful Memorial Day weekend! Canadian duet Moscow Apartment prove that the kids are alright — the self-described feminist duo had barely finished their first year in high school…

Morning Music

It’s rainy and gross here in New York, but these songs lift my mood. Jared Rabin kicks us off with the strident anthem “Something Left to Say.” Matthew O’Neill‘s “Alzheimer Blues” takes my deepest fear and grief and turns it…

tricot — 3

I don’t have too many opportunities to use Japanese stateside, so I hope you won’t mind my getting a little pedantic. While the band is referred to as tricot in its US marketing materials (so I used it in the…