- Music Reviews
- September 18, 2019
You Don’t Know Me (Southpaw Musical Productions). Review by Christopher Long.
Deserted (Bloodshot Records). Review by James Mann.
Get Your Shit Together (Big Legal Mess / Fat Possum). Review by Bob Pomeroy.
Behind the Shade (Leopard Lady Records). Review by Bob Pomeroy.
Meet Grace Jones and her family in Jamaica and see some cool performances.
Lana Del Ray gave the capacity crowd in DC all they came for and more on a frigid night. Rick Harris was there to witness.
Sid is dead and Nancy’s not much better in this low-res doc on the Sex Pistols and their disastrous 1978 US tour.
Recordings. (Sonic Surgery). Review by Scott Adams.
A look at the East Bay punk scene, narrated by Iggy Pop.
Beautifully designed coffee table book featuring never before seen photos, collections, and stories from the seminal post-punk band Bauhaus, curated by drummer Kevin Haskins.
Tell Me I’m Pretty (RCA Records). Review by Jen Cray.
Motobunny (Rusty Knuckles). Review by Jen Cray.
Was Led Zeppelin’s 1969 show at the Wheaton Youth Center in rural Maryland an urban legend, or just the smallest and worst prompted show of their career? Carl F Gauze discovers the truth is not that easy.
Heels Over Head ( Amulet Records). Review by James Mann.
Warrior (RCA). Review by Laura Pontillo.
The Blanco Sessions (Cow Island Music). Review by James Mann.
The Wolf You Feed (Volcom). Review by Jen Cray.
Brett Callwood’s comprehensive book on the criminally overlooked Stooges doesn’t, this time, focus completely on Iggy Pop.
Raw Power Live: In the Hands of the Fans (MVD Visual). Review by James Mann.
A fascinating look at the melding of three seemingly disparate artists during a brief period of time that resulted in some of the most influential music to come out of the Seventies.
Many have called them the first punk band. Others insist they were the first “grunge” act. Regardless of their place in rock’s family tree, The Sonics’ influence has reached as far as Nirvana and The White Stripes. Recently reunited after 40 years apart, New Year’s Eve found The Sonics playing a homecoming show. Steve Stav was there to capture all their furious glory.