Mink’s Miracle Medicine downright dazzled me the first time around. I’ve thought about them pretty often since — chilling in Harper’s Ferry in an old camper, sipping moonshine and watching John Brown’s failed raid. Seems like a pretty sweet life.…
The Rubs have returned with their new LP, a power pop barnstormer that’s as charming as it is infectious. These intricate pop melodies were penned and executed exclusively by none other than Joey Rubbish himself. Rubbish has a way of…
It just goes to show what a great producer can do. I’ve given Charles Ellsworth a bump before, but his newest album, Cesaréa, is a leap and a bound above the songs I heard last year. Ellsworth ditched SLC for…
With all due respect to everyone I’ve been writing about lately, it’s been a long time since an artist has reached out to me directly whose music is so stunning that I have a visceral response to it. Rosas y…
When Cayetana’s first album, Nervous Like Me, came out, it was the calling card of a bold, scrappy band. But three years bring a lot of change and upheaval. Like the rest of us, Cayetana did not leave their early…