I went in without a plan. It was stupid, in retrospect, but that’s how it happened. After meticulously plotting out who I was going to see and when for the past three installments of Free Press Summerfest, this year…
Back at the keyboard once again, post-Grand Canyon debacle (which I will post about, btw, for those who give a crap; still trying to organize thoughts & force myself to actually type it up), and we’ve got two updates’ worth of new stuff up for all to ogle and admire and deride, as they/you see […]
festival/sunflwr, the new twenty-three minute (plus!) CD from the Riff Tiffs, opens with eloquence and grace. Starting with an undercurrent of drums and slow-motion guitar textures, “Festival” creeps up as everything builds into crashing eruptions…
Been meaning to add these folks for a while now, but I kept running into one big-ass stumbling block — how the hell do I describe ’em? The Riff Tiffs don’t really fit into any particular box, stepping easily from Secret Machines-esque spacerock to Explosions in the Sky instro-rock atmospherics…
Yep, a new batch of reviews up to kickstart August. And while we honestly didn’t plan it that way to begin with, we’ve got two reviews up for the same damn show, Fri., August 3rd at Warehouse Live — H-town’s own awesomely excellent Riff Tiffs (to whom I have only recently been introduced, amazingly…) are […]
