Yeah, I’ll admit it — Sunday, January 30th is looking pretty damn quiet, at least relative to the rest of the weekend. Even still, though, there’re a handful of things I happen to think are worth checking out. Here goes…
Saturday, January 30th is upon us (well, technically, anyway, since midnight just passed), and there’s still a crap-ton of stuff to check out, as before. Here’s where I’d go, if, um, I were you…
Welcome to Friday, y’all (January 28th, for the calendar-impaired), and be aware that there’s a crapload of cool stuff going on. Which, honestly, seems to be a near-constant state, these days…
One of the best perks of this SCR deal is that sometimes the kind-hearted folks who actually make the music about which I tend to obsess will occasionally throw some of their newest, coolest stuff our way before it pops up in the general eye…
I have to hand it to The Literary Greats: the band definitely knows how to keep you on your toes. When they release their second album, Ocean, Meet The Valley, back in 2009, I was surprised then to see/hear how much they’d changed from the sound…
Thursday January 20, 2011 was not only my birthday but it was also the day Underoath started their Headlining winter Disambiguation tour. I had an interview with Keyboardist Chris Dudley at 6 but La June and I decided to arrive earlier. At that time it seemed like a good idea but after sitting outside in the freezing cold; it wasn’t a good idea after all.
I’ve been way, way behind on the local music news-type stuff, unfortunately. I have a stupid tendency to just kind of “collect” news I get for long periods of time, waiting ’til there’s enough (in my OCD brain, that is) to post about…
The Silver Seas’ recent album Chateau Revenge seriously runs the emotional gamut. You’ll hear blissful confessions of love, bleak break-up stories, and nostalgia for the way things used to be…
The Terminal Lovers play droney, guitar-heavy psychedelic rock. On As Eyes Burn Clean, they bounce between shorter, poppier songs and longer freak-outs, with lots of epic guitar work, powerful riffs…
WAREHOUSE LIVE — 1/20/2011: We arrived at Warehouse Live at around 5PM — we had an interview with Chris from Underoath at 6PM — but wanted to be there a bit early. It was freezing outside and it definitely felt like winter…
Sunday coming up (January 23rd, to be precise), and it’s still a fairly busy part of the weekend, which is nice; too often Sunday seems like an added-on afterthought to the show-going weekend…
SCR was extended an invitation to sit in on the recording sessions of American Honey the new album by Roky Moon and BOLT. It was a chance for me to soak in the creative process of a band that has been an enigma to me for the better part of two years…
Aaaaand here’s the biggie of the weekend — Saturday, January 22nd, is looking like an awesomely busy, option-filled day, I have to say. Not sure if I’ll be able to make it out to any of this stuff, but hey, you definitely shouldn’t follow my example…
Yep, y’all — it’s Friday, January 21st, and although this weekend’s shaping up to be pretty insane, tonight’s actually relatively low-key, at least compared to tomorrow’s madness. There’re only a handful of cool-ass shows to pick from tonight…
Anybody who pays attention to the music & arts scene in this city knows how closely tied-together the worlds of visual art, music, dance, theater, writing, and everything else are in these parts. Even still, it’s cool to see an event like this one that seemingly pulls it all in at one time…
Holy crap — what day is it, again? Thursday, you say? (January 20th, if we’re going to be exact…) Wow. There’s a crapload of excellent stuff going on tonight, so I wanted to at least drop the list in here…
This one very nearly slipped past without even making a blip on my personal radar; it would’ve gone unseen/unheard of if not for the kindly tip from Justice of The Manichean, who figured — rightly — that it was well worth a mention…
Houston has always, always had awesome, amazing bands. Screw the naysayers; it’s the honest-to-God truth. Even in the lean times, even when 99.9% of this city thought “Houston music” was pretty much ZZ Top, Destiny’s Child, and nothing else…
Yep, it’s true; in case you haven’t been paying attention, after 6 years of being dead & buried, iconic Kansas-dwelling emo pioneers The Get Up Kids are really, truly back in the realm of the living…
Sure, I know this isn’t the Big Show of the Night, but much as I like The Prince of Darkness himself, I’m just not that psyched about seeing him live, I’m afraid. Instead, I’d rather be over at ECHO…
Rolling on into Sunday, January 16th, and there’s still some good stuff to do for the weekend; here goes: Honestly, I had no idea Too $hort was even still around…
Well, it’s Saturday (January 15th, to be exact), and I’m busily doing the family stuff — playing with the kids, getting up on the roof to dig leaves out of the gutters, the usual — but I didn’t want to let all the excellent stuff going on tonight slip past…
There’s something very, very cool about actually getting to hear a band growing up, in the process of finding and evolving and tweaking their particular sound. And believe it or not, it’s a pretty rare thing, at least in the modern, rarefield realm of indie labels…
Weekend coming down, and there’s plenty to do & hear, despite the freezing-ass cold. (Seriously, y’all, we’re Texans. We’re adapted to survive the blistering, soul-melting heat of the Houston summer, not bitterly cold winds…)
Niiiiice. Just got word that retro-glam-rock heroes Roky Moon & BOLT will be invading SugarHill Studios this coming Monday, January 17th…
Over the just-past holidays, Lake Jackson-by-way-of-NJ duo {Fiskadoro} (Richard & Jen, now sadly minus former member Travis Kerschen) headed back up northeast to play a show booked in their hometown…
Okay, so I’m not entirely sure I’m getting the name right, but it sounds pretty cool, either way… A few weeks back, while emailing back & forth with Tim Shelburne of Austin band Mobley, Tim mentioned that the band would be back in town…
Okay. I think, finally, that I get it. Up to now, I’d vehemently resisted Gregg Gillis’s primary-colored, seemingly universally-lauded mashup artistry under the Girl Talk moniker, shrugging it off as a neat trick and not much more…
As previously mentioned, Houston’s own indie-pop sons & daughter {The Wild Moccasins} not only got themselves a record deal…
No Age is a D.I.Y experimental/punk band hailing from Los Angeles, California, and consisting of guitarist Randy Randall and drummer Dean Spunt. Their third studio album, Everything In Between, follows a steady trend of honest and sincere records…
When I started this review, I’d initially figured to only write about Netherfriends’ latest release, the free-on-BandCamp album Alap. I cringe to admit it, but I’d let the group’s previous release, last summer’s Barry and Sherry, slip past…
Night #2 of a pretty darn good weekend coming up — even if it’s no NYE, Saturday, January 8th, still has plenty of good shit going on. Here goes…
Later than I’d hoped to do this, but we’ve got company in town, so my evenings have largely been shot playing cards & just hanging out ’til the wee hours; I figure it’d be crappy to pull out the laptop & frantically blog away while chatting, y’know?…
I’ll freely admit that I’m not convinced that signing to an actual record label is all that critical to a band’s success, these days. Hell, I’m tempted to argue that it never has been. Even setting aside the Albini-esque financial calculations of being on a major label…
Women plays abrasive, noisy no-wave with strangely catchy, low-key pop hooks. Crafting hooks isn’t something you’d normally associate with students of early Sonic Youth, but this Calgary quartet manages to do just that…
The Washington, D.C. group Apes formed in 1999 and made some high-quality (if a bit unoriginal) psych-rock until their last album, Ghost Games, in 2008. After that album, Apes members Amanda Kleinman, Erick Jackson, and Jeff Schmid reformed…
Hype is a terrible thing — it can push the good into the realm of legendary or relegate the mediocre into something to be despised. On paper, 24 Hour Karate School had all the ingredients to be a spectacular album…
The Henry Clay People sound a lot like Pavement and the Hold Steady, two bands that are always good reference points. They may have an annoying name, but their music is a lot of fun. Their fourth record, Somewhere on the Golden Coast is solid all the way through…
Argh. It’s late, I know — this is what happens when the midgets don’t want to go to sleep on time… sigh. But even with the lateness, I couldn’t let tonight slip past, right? Still quite a bit going on, both tonight and tomorrow night…
