The mysterious Orville Peck is a modern cowboy marvel, a rare and legendary masked man with a dusty guitar and a lonesome coyote howl.
The first wave of UK punk crested and shrank back, but the Mekons are still thrashing and foaming.
Part of what will be known as the Great Australian Psychedelic Expansion, Bananagun is more incense and lava lamps than strobes and smoke machines.
Le cut-up populaire. Review by Julius C. Lacking.
You can say that bedrock funk bassist Bootsy Collins is The One, and you would be right on so many levels.
Our Night Out (Burning Heart Records). Review by Carl F. Gauze.
Joe Jack Talcum sings Railroad Bill and Other Songs. Review by Julius C. Lacking.
SQUEEZE (Yep Roc). Review by Julius C. Lacking.
iii (Flemish Eye). Review by Scott Adams.
A day in the life a French woman as she invents electronica and rescues France from boring rock and roll.
Rick Rubin and Steve Albini Had Nothing To Do With This Record (Bad Bad Bad). Review by Julius C. Lacking.
The Whistler’s Father Recordings. Review by Stacey Zering.
Nobody Lives Here Anymore (Jagjaguar). Review by Julius C. Lacking.