Nobody Lives Here Anymore (Jagjaguar). Review by Julius C. Lacking.

McCartney III. Review by Julius C. Lacking.

An Ode To Escapism (Karma Chief). Review by Julius C. Lacking.

Nocturne in the City (Ambient Jazz Grooves). Review by Julius C. Lacking.

Sometimes rock and roll seems to get stuck in a rut, but The New Madness bring fresh life to a sound that was old before they were born.

The True Story of Bananagun (Full Time Hobby). Review by Julius C. Lacking.

Viagra Boys don’t care what you think… there’s plenty of room for a saxophone and John Prine covers in the backseat of a 21st century punk band.

When your arrangements are razor-sharp, your moods mercurial and psychedelic, and your melodies constantly off-kilter, you’re probably a Dutch band like Certain Animals.

If I could use synesthesia to describe Woods’ music, I would say it sounds like sparkling pastel day-go colors.

There’s no detail too small or scar too deep for Eels to pick up and examine in a wry musical light.

Julius C. Lacking explains how this show managed to hook him in despite its lack of postmodern ironic content

It’s hard to to live up to a name like Young Fresh Fellows when you’ve been at it for almost 40 years, but good time rock and roll never goes out of style.

The effervescent jangle of German trio A Tale of Golden Keys is intricately engineered to make your ears ask “what was that?”

I am generally skeptical and disrespectful of band names with special capitalization, but IDLES look and sound like they mean business.

If you got The Nude Party to perform at your next get-together, it would be the kind of shindig that produces two marriages, three break-ups, and gossip for years to come.

The sounds of Moog synthesizers have been the future of music for a good part of our past now. Julius C. Lacking takes a look at this comprehensive guide.

There are many two-genre combos that will fit on Blitzen Trapper like a tailored suit, but my current favorite is “country psychedelia”.

Sneaks uses electronic layers and a disaffected delivery to create something that lives in the past and in the future and only circumstantially in the present.

Raw, stinging, and pungent like a freshly-cut onion, The Bobby Lees quickly peel away their layers to share their tender, pearl-white hearts.

The Gaslamp Killer earned his nickname by ruining the vibe of clubs in San Diego’s Gaslamp district with his incongruous DJ sets, so we must conclude those clubs were lame.