Brother Dege is spooky. But he’s X-Files-spooky — the kind of spooky that lingers with you 24 hours after the fact, because it’s just that convincing. His music is not the kind of overwrought eeriness that so many folkies strain…
I was worried about The Alabama Shakes. They’ve ridden a year-long tsunami of hype that has catapulted them to fame. I’m not exactly sure if they’ve even stopped touring since they first broke big last summer. As I wrote back…
Sorry about the sporadic updates lately — between the holidays and job applications and life Adobe and Teardrops had to go on the backburner this weekend. But now it’s a Tim Barry Tuesday! Awesome! Tim Barry is like a honey…
In the age of the Internet-fueled music and fandom, is it fair to say that music is still dictated by the region it comes from? Now that our country is paved over with pre-fab suburbs and increasingly Disney-fied downtown districts,…
The Only Sons are a gritty little band from Murfeesboro, Tennessee. Not gritty in the “Frank Miller gritty reboot” sense of the word, but in the sense that when I listen to them, I can feel the dust from a…
Sorry, kids. Short update today — I had one of those weekends that was neither useful nor restful. On the plus side, John Moreland has given us a new song. As always, it’s beautiful. Listen here.
While this album is not new, it’s the last of my Favorite Albums of 2011 to be covered. You’ve heard Shane’s work on here — he’s the bassist for Two Cow Garage. I’ve always found that Shane’s Two Cow songs serve…
The opening chords of “Summer,” the first track on Calling Morocco’s debut Outside of Providence, feel saturated with sunlight. The party anthem gives way to ballads of heartbreak, guilt over causing heartbreak, drunken rambles, and life on the road. Punknews…