Cowboy Mouth — Go!

There’s some bands you can’t help but follow. Call it sentimental value. I’ve been following Cowboy Mouth since I cared about music. After listening to their latest (fourteenth?) studio album, I felt a little weird. I couldn’t put my finger…

Anna Tivel — Before Machines

The first riff of “Five Dollar Bill,” the opening track of Anna Tivel’s sophomore album, made my brain turn somersaults. Don’t worry — it was in a happy way. Tivel manages to capture the performance styles of my favorites: Kendl…

Interview — Bishops

I introduced you to the raw power of Bishops a few months ago. Tucker Riggleman took a break from unpacking after a big move to answer some of my questions about his craft: Photo Credit: Jordan Hudkins What’s your songwriting…

Redleg Husky — Carolina

Carolina is an album of exceptional beauty. I don’t mean to say that this is a carefully crafted Old Master hung up somewhere in the Met. It’s more like a painting from the Hudson River School: thoughtfully composed, but earthy…

Fairest Maiden — Lemuelle Roque

And now for something completely different, some pop hip-hop from Lemuelle Roque, who hails from the Philippines. Can’t tell you why I like it — I just do. Maybe listening to hours and hours of dubstep, reggaeton, and what passes…

The Devil’s Cut — No Salvation

What you see is what you get with No Salvation. Here. Yeah, that’s pretty stark. It’s also no-frills and hardscrabble, hones-to-goodness punk with a heavy side of Americana. The soaring opener, “Highwater Chevy,” will be in the back of your…

Sad and French — Sad and French

Some breakups are really bad. One in particular has fueled Sad and French’s entire artistic output for the past two years. Damn, Jose. At least the rest of us benefit from it. Sad and French has moved away from the…