A punk rock club with its own record label promises great things, and that’s just what Rogue Records — named after the Scottsdale nightspot — aims to do. Of course, its first release by The Half Empties isn’t going to reinvent the punk prototype of loud and fast tunes, but…
Seven Mary Three lead singer/guitarist Jason Ross is thankful that his band still has a fervent-yet-intimate following. Since its 1995 debut, Seven Mary Three has undergone major changes. Admittedly, Ross “found” his own voice after mimicking his idols on songs such as “Cumbersome” and “Wait.” “I learned to sing how…
L.A.’s Moving Units never set out to lead a dance-punk revolution. Although they’re often lumped in with like-minded bands from New York, such as the Rapture and Radio 4 — and although they still can’t shake the obvious comparisons to post-punk legends like Gang of Four and Television — they…
Top 10 selling CDs at Zia Record Exchange (2510 West Thunderbird Road) for August 30 through September 5: 1. Insane Clown Posse, Hell’s Pit (Psychopathic) 2. Lamb of God, Ashes of the Wake (Sony) 3. Papa Roach, Getting Away With Murder (Geffen) 4. Danzig, Circle of Snakes (Evilive) 5. Björk,…
Dwelling among the fungi and bottom feeders, in the shadows of the hipster ecosystem known as a regional music scene, appears that rarest of creatures, the noble underdog. The underdog appears at first to have the markings of its more dominant peers. In the case of Detroit’s High Strung, it’s…
Music fans who missed the Warped Tour have a second chance to bake in the sun all day on the playing field at the Peoria Sports Complex. The Edge-FM 103.9 is hosting its annual summer celebration, Edgefest, with a lineup of 40 bands on five stages, including Story of the…
Curran and his band, the Nightlifes, sound like they just stepped out of a time machine sent back to 1949. They’re all young cats, but they perfectly capture the raw vibe of what was in the air when rockabilly, jump blues, electric East Texas blues grit and juke joint R&B…
On its full-length debut, this Los Angeles trio does a commendable job of mixing atmosphere and muscle. Though the band’s calling card is singer Gena Olivier’s Nico-like hypnotic control, Midnight Movies repeatedly back up her musings with a sharp guitar-and-keyboard assault, especially with the monstrously devotional “Love or a Lesson.”…
For the third straight album, Alabama’s Drive-By Truckers write what they know with a zeal unsurpassed in American rock groups. Suicide, drugs, corruption, tornadoes, family — these complex topics populate The Dirty South, a bracing reconsideration of life below the Mason-Dixon Line. What had become an easy cultural stereotype –…
The name “Americana” is a little like a supermarket — waffles and plastic forks don’t have a lot in common, but you can find them both under the same roof. Musically, Americana can mean everything from Joni Mitchell to The Cramps, and in its stricter sense, the granddaddy stylistic progenitor…
Although its skillful hip-hop style was linked with the Native Tongues movement when it burst out of the New York City suburbs in 1990, Brand Nubian never earned the kind of universal love given to “conscious” contemporaries A Tribe Called Quest and De La Soul. Why? Because all of its…
Like the black-blooded, flesh-rotted, brain-slurping demons of the kitschy B-movies they adore, you simply can’t stop the Cramps. Nor should you want to. Thirty years into their deliciously decadent career, latex-clad howler Lux Interior and six-string-slinging supervixen Poison Ivy Rorschach (and whatever rhythm section they’re employing this week) are just…
The glorious thing about playing Chicago buzz band The M’s debut for the first time is that it captures the thrill of discovery that the band itself must have had upon hearing its first home recordings. Coming together from the remnants of several blown-over Windy City pop bands, the group…
“Wot d’you call it, gahhh-ridge? Wot d’you call it, uhhhr-bin? Wot d’you call it, tewww-step?” So gently pokes impish English MC/producer Wiley at the beginning of “Wot Do U Call It,” the third track on his solo debut, Treddin’ on Thin Ice. Like it or not, Wiley understands, his captivating,…
In the midst of an undervalued solo career that’s lasted longer than the Replacements ever did, Paul Westerberg continues to craft durable records for an ever-diminishing cult audience. And while the deceptively titled Folker doesn’t perfectly encapsulate aging, parenthood and marriage like his ’02 gem, Stereo/Mono, the new album mines…
With singer/guitarist Trever Keith and bassist Scott Shifflet dedicating their time to their rock supergroup Viva Death with Josh Freese (A Perfect Circle) and Shifflet’s brother Chris (Foo Fighters), Face to Face has announced its dissolution. Coming out of the Southern California punk rock hotbed home of Bad Religion and…
Pity the gladly submissive rock consumer, always in the market for a proper ass kicking. Where’s one to turn in 2004, with so much tight denim and retro-riffage being proffered, and nary a well-aimed boot? Somewhere back there in the primordial pavement is the answer, and it goes by one…
With West Coast punk having attained the rarefied cultural stature of bobbleheads and above-the-ass-crack tattoos, its pioneers aren’t exactly first in line for an interview with Terry Gross. But decades since inventing goth-punk and five years after regaining the rights to the name T.S.O.L., this Orange County quartet still offers…
1. Omar A. Rodriguez-Lopez, A Manual Dexterity: Soundtrack 1 (Golden Standard Laboratories) 2. Rilo Kiley, More Adventurous (Brute/Beaute) 3. Björk, Medulla (Elektra/Asylum) 4. Guided By Voices, Half Smiles of the Decomposed (Matador) 5. Trashcan Sinatras, Weightlifting (Phantom) 6. Clinic, Winchester Cathedral (Domino) 7. Kings of Convenience, Riot on an Empty…
A musician who has continually reinvented himself and yet has remained below the commercial radar, Tony Furtado has proved to be a tremendously versatile and vital artist. While a music student at Cal State Hayward, Furtado entered the Grand National Banjo Championship in Kansas on a whim, and won. He…
Whether you consider her a peddler of precious, pretentious twaddle or an endless font of pure Icelandic genius, you have to give Björk credit for eschewing the safe option. No other platinum-selling diva has had the guts to forge such idiosyncratic paths as this charismatic singer has done over the…
They’re right about the empty street: That’s the only place these two knit-wearing, tightly harmonizing, acoustic-guitar-strumming Norwegian folk-popsters could survive a riot, if the soft-shoed ballads and featherweight “rockers” on their third album are any indication. Get past the intrinsic tweeness of their sound — and of their album cover,…
