I feel winded just typing out the name of this band, so from here on out I’m going to call them L^9. Like the band’s name, their music is deceptively whimsical but is, in fact, quite challenging. Last feels like…
I thoroughly enjoyed Kally O’Mally’s previous release, Easy Money. Apparently, my remarks about my apathy towards straight women (again — I’m really sorry, ladies) inspired O’Mally to write The Wild West Medicine Show, what has a noticeable lack of love…
I wish I had more time to say more nice things about John Neilson’s sophomore album, but unfortunately my day job calls and I want to make sure you all find out about Tomorrow Comes the Spring ASAP. Neilson will…
Bluegrass is a funny thing. Sometimes I find it’s a little hokey or a little sad. Other times I think I only enjoy it because the musicians have found a way to incorporate tropes from other genres (such as Greenland…
Mishka Shubaly’s second album, Coward’s Path, covers well-worn materials for this blog: alcoholism, self-doubt, self-recrimination, wry humor, twanging guitars. So what makes it stand out? There’s a raw, appealing quality to it. These songs were recorded about ten years ago,…