Alastor, Nothing For Anyone

Remember the first time you heard the Pretenders? Well, this disc reminds me of the style and vocal presence of that band. I hate having to make such comparisons, as it seems to detract from the value and originality of an artist’s work…

Aereogramme, A Story in White

A twang of guilt at my perpetual tardiness in writing reviews for this here zine resulted in me putting this disc in my CD player. The result of that action was a compulsion to write this particular review right this instant, so that I don’t have to listen to this particular album ever again…

Antipop Consortium, The Ends Against The Middle

The EP before the recently-released Arrhythmia is my introduction to APC. This set of seven songs all fits under the “electronica” banner, I guess, except that about half the tracks have rappers over them. Being horribly undereducated in this field…

Aden, Hey 19 / Arab Strap, The Red Thread

On the surface, these records don’t have much to do with each other, besides alphabetic proximity and the fact that they showed up in my mail box at the same time. And only a foolish reviewer would try to discuss them at the same time. Fortunately (or unfortunately) for you, I am incredibly foolish…

AM/FM, Mutilate Us

One-sheets are a bitch. For those of you unfamiliar with them, one-sheets communicate to the reviewer of the record the pre-digested information that the record label or band promoter wants you to know about the band. AM/FM’s one-sheet prominently features a quote…

Aesop Rock, Labor Days

The beautiful thing about much music is the way it always reacts to check itself and react to itself. Too many keyboards and too much pretense in your music? Just wait, and punk will come along to save the day. Hip-hop works under the same guidelines, and while one could never say that the more […]

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