Go ahead and call your band Great Grandpa. You better have something pretty weird up your sleeve.
Born Ruffians hail from the Great White North, and they have an innate ability to craft razor-sharp hooks out of the simplest of riffs.
They call it Hotlanta for a good reason, but I’m sure The Black Lips have enough bad attitude to have way more colorful names for their hometown.
Catspaw (Omnivore Recordings). Review by James Mann.
Threesome Vol. 2 (Lojinx). Review by Carl F. Gauze.
In spite of, or perhaps because of, the films’ budget and time restraints the filmography of William Grefé is not without considerable charm and which is masterfully captured in this four disc Blu-ray set from Arrow Video.
If I could use synesthesia to describe Woods’ music, I would say it sounds like sparkling pastel day-go colors.
Humo. Review by Stacey Zering.
He’s the best-selling artist on the Billboard Blues charts, and most people don’t know his name. Who is Joe Bonamassa? Guitar Man tells you that story.
Live at Rockpalast 1981 (MIG). Review by Christopher Long.
In The Beginning…. Review by Stacey Zering.
A biopic of Jeffery Dahmer, Milwaukee’s most famous mass murderer. Not for the faint of heart.
There’s no detail too small or scar too deep for Eels to pick up and examine in a wry musical light.