Music Reviews
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Thurston Moore Demolished Thoughts
Beck produces Thurston Moore’s acoustic solo outing, Demolished Thoughts, but don’t call it a “sea change.”
Sean Caldwell reviews... -
Owl City All Things Bright and Beautiful
This is an insult to the ears. I did not know music could be this bad. Rebecca Black is a better songwriter.
Andrew Baer wonders if these frequent nosebleeds are a result of brain damage... -
Joseph Arthur Graduation Ceremony
The eclectic singer-songwriter veers off his idiosyncratic tendencies with a spare record that balances a full orchestra with a densely layered production.
Juan Edgardo Rodriguez reviews... -
Ringo Deathstarr Colour Trip
Glitchy shoegaze, noisy dream pop — call this what you will, but Ringo Deathstarr are reveling in the intricacies of overly loud guitars played with the reverb turned up several times over.
Matt Montgomery reviews... -
Amor de Dias Street of the Love of Days
Alasdair MacLean takes a breather from the Clientele to form Amor de Días, a lush, bucolic side project with Spanish singer Lupe Núñez-Fernández
Angel Aguilar reviews... -
Art Brut Brilliant! Tragic!
Once again blessed by producer Frank Black, the sardonic punks turn in a muckier varnish of guitars to illustrate this new batch of ill-fated accounts.
Juan Edgardo Rodríguez questions the concept of maturity... -
Mountains Air Museum
Air Museum is a noble effort, but feels to be more form than function.
Preston Bernstein falls asleep listening to Mountains... -
The Zombies Breathe Out, Breathe In
The classic 60s band returns doing what they do best.
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The Wombats Proudly Present... This Modern Glitch
After earning their 15 minutes of fame thanks to some up-to-the-minute Joy Division and Bridget Jones references on their first album, cheeky chappies The Wombats are back. And they've brought synthesizers this time.
Mark Davison's sense of humour has developed a glitch... -
Saul Williams Volcanic Sunlight
As he takes a further step away from his slam poetry roots, Saul Williams sadly loses some of what made his first three albums so exciting.
Joel Stanier reviews...
