Allen Ravenstine + Albert Dennis
Terminal Drive (Smog Veil Records). Review by James Mann.
Terminal Drive (Smog Veil Records). Review by James Mann.
For 25 years fans of the outrageously quirky ABC television show Twin Peaks have been patiently waiting for more. The fans kept this series alive long after it was dead and now it is back raw and rated R.
Conantus (Sacred Bones). Review by Jen Cray.
Crazy Clown Time (Sunday Best Recordings/PIAS America). Review by James Mann.
Cross of Iron. The Dirty Dozen. The Devil’s Brigade. The Guns of Navarone. Does Quentin Tarantino’s ambitious new WWII flick deserve to join such esteemed company? War-movie buff and Tarantino fan Steve Stav casts his vote.
In which Kevin Johanssen punks a famous independent actor/director/composer/supermodel. Warning: contains profanity. And Vincent Gallo.
Light From Sovereign States/Into the Night 7” (It’s a Trap!). Review by Aaron Shaul.
The Black Heart Procession have done a very (odd) bad thing. Aaron Shaul takes a peek and then vows to never speak of it again.
Carl F. Gauze takes a ride down Mulholland Drive, director David Lynch’s latest entry into the “surreal film of the century” sweepstakes.
Today’s Smmoth Jazz Roundup is a collection of short reviews of easy-to-listen-to jazz.
In Perfect Harmony: The Lost Album (Jazz Detective). Review by Bob Pomeroy.
The Mighty Warriors: Live in Antwerp (Elemental Music). Review by Bob Pomeroy.
40 years on, Michael Gira and Swans continue to bring a ritualistic experience that needs to be heard in order to be believed. Featured photo by Reese Cann.
The biggest astronomical event of the decade coincides with a long overdue trip to Austin, Texas.
Sofia and Louise have just graduated nursing school. They have no idea what they’ve signed up for.
At the Showcase: Live in Chicago 1976/1977 (Jazz Detective). Review by Bob Pomeroy.
Atlantis Lullaby: The Concert in Avignon (Elemental Music). Review by Bob Pomeroy.
Hamilton, Ontario rap artist Cadence Weapon drops Rollercoaster (MNRK Music) today.
Shall I compare thee to an “Old Bronco”? Sure, if thou art The Bacon Brothers.