A few seconds into The Grand Prospect’s EP I thought, “Are these guys really from Brooklyn?” Because, frankly, they have too much soul and authenticity. As Tim Barry pointed out in “Fine Foods Market” (off his new CD) there are…
If you’ve been in New York City at any point in the last couple of years, you’ve probably walked by an Outernational bumper sticker. But since viral marketing doesn’t work, I had no fucking idea what those stickers were for.…
How charming is this song? Damn charming, you correctly surmised after listening to the song. But The Jinxes, a Monterey, CA-based couple, need some cash so they can make that — and a few other songs– sound even better. Help…
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…