Arsene DeLay — Comin’ Home
Arséne DeLay is scary talented. The clarity, warmth, and soulfulness of her voice will stop you dead in your tracks. You’ll wonder why you haven’t been an avid fan this whole time. But you can be forgiven — Comin’ Home…
Sacred City — Sacred City
You gotta check out Alyson Rogers’ pipes. She’s the sisterly half of the Atlanta-based duo, Sacred City. Her brother Phil plays a pretty mean guitar, too. You wouldn’t have guessed that the entire EP had been recorded in Phil’s living…
Wicklow Atwater and the Fallen Flame — The Mayhem EP
I think Wicklow Atwater and the Fallen Flame is a little like Newton and Leibniz inventing calculus simultaneously and without knowledge of each other. Wicklow Atwater reminds me a heckuvalot of Greenland is Melting — raggedy vocals, crazy amounts of…
Ryan Joseph Anderson — The Weaver’s Broom
If you check out one track on Ryan Joseph Anderson’s new album, listen to “When the Bees Went Mad.” It’s truly the standout of an accomplished album: it’s the kind of tune that makes you sit up and listen —…
The Singles — Look How Fast a Heart Can Break
Man, I wish I’d had the Singles around during my last breakup. Sure, there were a couple of weeks of emotional paralysis. But it didn’t take long for me to look at myself moping and say “C’mon. She wasn’t good…
Tattletale Saints — How Red Is the Blood
“Kathleen,” the lead track off of the Tattletale Saints’ debut album, is love at first listen. The duo have an uncanny chemistry, not unlike the Civil Wars (though hopefully with much more longevity.) The New Zealander duo actually met in…
Teenager — The Magic of True Love
Just in time for the summer, Bevan Herbekian (nee Teenager) has delivered us an ice cream sundae of a power pop album. You’ve actually heard Teenager’s work on here before — he plays bass for M. Lockwood Porter. However, Teenager’s…
Caleb Caudle — Paint Another Layer On My Heart
It seems to me that there are two songs about being happily in a relationship. The first type are happy love songs — uncomplicated, simple, the perfect summer song. The other type is the kind where the narrator rips him…