Panic! at the Disco

Before 2005, the only memorable thing Las Vegas had to offer rock ‘n’ roll was a kick-ass Elvis movie with Ann-Margret in it. Then along came The Killers with their painted peepers and Duran Duran pinches, and now following close behind in public consciousness is Panic! at the Disco (these…

Ginuwine

Dear Ladies, Valentine’s Day may be past, but don’t worry, your number-one loverman has a special night of romance in store when I slide into town. First, I’m gonna set the mood right so you won’t even remember you’re in a club surrounded by hundreds of other screaming women –…

P.O.S.

“First of all, fuck Bush, that’s the all, that’s the end of it.” With the first line of his latest CD, Audition, Minnesota’s P.O.S. wastes no time arming his verbal brass knuckles, and everything he brings to the hip-hop game on this impressive LP is what both mainstream and backpacking…

Wu-Tang Clan

Few people dispute that Wu-Tang Clan is the supergroup of the hip-hop world. The eight remaining members of the group — RZA, GZA/Genius, Method Man, Inspectah Deck, Raekwon, U-God, Ghostface, and Masta Killa — have all enjoyed some amount of individual success or notoriety, and it seems like everyone’s curious…

Seven Nights of DJs and Dancing

Thursday 23 Ain’t Nobody’s Bizness: DJ Brooklyn (hip-hop, Top 40) Anderson’s Fifth Estate: Panic! with DJ Manchester (brit pop, new wave) & Area 51 with DJ Jeremy (goth, industrial) Axis/Radius: Scooter & Lavelle (house, hip-hop) Barcelona: DJ Rob (dance) The Bunkhouse: DJ Doom (dance) Camus: Sparkle with DJ Pablo Gomez…

Dream On

All right, kids, since we haven’t had much of a winter here in the ‘Nix (not that we ever do), I’ve got a cold blast of reality for you. Your rock star aspirations, the getting signed to a major label or even a cool indie, the touring with My Chemical…

Walk This Way

On a typical weekend night, it’s not at all unusual to see dozens of people socializing on the sidewalk in front of Modified Arts, or smoking in the parking lot at The Trunk Space — spots on Roosevelt Street and Grand Avenue that, not so long ago, were vacant. What…

French Connection

“You know the rose girl that goes around selling roses in bars and restaurants?” asks French-born, Arizona-based songwriter Marianne Dissard. “That’s what I used to do in downtown Tucson. Tucson is not like Paris. There aren’t a lot of people on the sidewalk. You’re isolated. So that job was a…

Battle Royal

Marty Larson-Xu is confused. “I woke up and didn’t know where I was,” he says. “Was like, ‘What the hell is that smell?’ Then I looked out the window and remembered, ‘Yeah, I’m in L.A.'” It’s not quite home, but it works for now as Larson-Xu and his Eugene, Oregon-based…

Greenhaven

Within 30 seconds of popping in Greenhaven’s new disc The Last Powerful Second, listeners will be ready to slam shots at a bar with several hairy, gregarious men making dirty jokes — and those guys may actually be the members of Greenhaven. Much like their key influence, stoner metal kings…

xrayok

Be careful where you listen to the new self-released xrayok EP Like Life — you’re likely to find your pulse quicken and your body move without permission to the throbbing, ’80s-informed dance-rock sound. With atmospheric vocals and haunting keyboard lines, xrayok mixes enough New Wave appeal to tempt you to…

Nada Surf

A lot has happened to Nada Surf since the NYC trio’s introduction to the record business a decade ago. Its Ric Ocasek-produced debut album on Elektra, 1996’s high/low, spawned the scathing high school satire “Popular.” But just two years later, the same label refused to release a darker but equally…

Mest

Isn’t Tony Lovato the dreamiest? With that unruly mess of spiked blond hair and those baby blues of his, you know in your heart of hearts the tattooed cutie-pie singer of bubblegum punk foursome Mest is singing just for you, be it live in concert or during an appearance on…

Nashville Pussy

As the six-string slinger for Georgia raunch ‘n’ roll band Nashville Pussy, Ruyter Suys has all the finger-chops and flash of her idol, AC/DC’s Angus Young, plus big boobs that never manage to stay contained onstage. But rather than go off on a whole “respect me for my music only”…

Taste of Chaos

Compared to the pandemonium you’d encounter on, say, a Mariah Carey tour when the wrong color limo arrives, the relative bedlam of a well-oiled machine like the Taste of Chaos tour might seem sedate. Created by Warped Tour mastermind Kevin Lyman as a successful off-season counterpart to Warped, Taste of…

Supergrass

In the 2003 documentary Live Forever: The Rise and Fall of Brit Pop, Prime Minister Tony Blair gets more screen time for his contributions to the genre than Supergrass. Maybe that’s because Gaz Coombes, Mickey Quinn and Danny Goffey weren’t directly responsible for ’90s Britpop’s rise or fall as much…

Joe Claussell

Local impresario Joe DiPadova’s StraightNoChaser night at The Loft in Tempe has blown up to the point where he’s expanding the sophisticated, jazzy lounge night to Los Angeles this spring. Meanwhile, SNC continues to bring in top-tier talent to rock the decks alongside the eclectic roster of local residents. This…

Critical Fatwa

All hail R.E.M.! They were the jingle-jangle morning of indie rock, and their latest albums are . . . not bad for a bunch of old farts. For all the great tunes, we have held our tongues in regard to goofy front man Michael Stipe. But no longer. For releasing…

Dietrichs

These days it seems that for a band to be credible, it has to reference some predecessor or style, preferably prefixed with “post.” There’s “post-ska punk à la Reel Big Fish,” “post-hardcore minimalism screamo,” and pretty soon, there will simply be “post-post.” This is not the case with Glendale’s Dietrichs…

The Sisters of Mercy

Horror novelist (and recovering goth) Poppy Z. Brite once said, “You can only maintain a gothic frame of mind for so long before you either go crazy or kill yourself.” To wit, Joy Division singer Ian Curtis and Christian Death singer Roz Williams both shuffled off the mortal coil, but…

Early Man

When I listen to Closing In, the new riff-fucking-tastic retro-metalfest from Early Man — the duo of singer/guitarist/bassist Mike Conte and drummer Adam Bennati that, thanks to the power of overdubbing, sounds at least three members larger — several things rush into my mind all at once: Heavy Metal Parking…

The Hold Steady

To commemorate the 30th anniversary of Bruce Springsteen’s Born to Run, there were two notable occurrences last year — one intentional, one less so. The official celebration came in the form of a repackaged Born, complete with a DVD and other extras. But perhaps the livelier honoring of that album’s…