For recreational and hard-core drug users alike, as well as those nostalgic for the drug-fueled binges of their youth, this band name is one of the more satisfying out there. And like all debauched drug flings this music is sloppy, predictable, derivative, boozy and bluesy, but in the most endearing way possible. It's like a Sunday morning hangover after downing two Advil with a Bloody Mary. Think Sticky Fingers-era Rolling Stones melded with any number of 1960's psychedelic garage bands, vocal duties are shared between a guy and a girl. It's got that sense of detached indifference that I would expect from Mainers, or "Downeasters" as they're sometimes called.
Buy this record when you've forgotten what the good times sound like.
On the heels of a pleasantly teasing 4 song EP comes the highly anticipated debut release from this Alabama foursome (hitting record shelves in April 2012). This is some serious deep south soul music with a dash of roots rock thrown in. Singer Brittany Howard is the real deal, she's got strong pipes, think of a cross between Betty Lavette and Janis Joplin, plays a mean guitar, and is gaining more confidence every time she steps on stage. The band is standard bar-backing musicians, but there's an obvious camaraderie between them and Howard that empowers her performances. Frankly, the sky's the limit for this young lady and I won't be surprised when she's performing duets with her icons at future Grammy award shows.
Buy this record so you can tell your friends that you heard her first.
Official break-up record from the founder of The Unicorns. There are traces of the carnival organ that dotted previous Unicorn and Island releases, but this is a fairly stripped down, straight-forward affair. Inspired by a break-up and subsequent move from NYC to LA, Nick Thornburn sat down at his piano and banged out an album about lost love and lost apartments, maintaining his masterful pop edge in the process. The record was recorded in less than two weeks with minimal overdubs, the songs mid-tempo and subdued, a paean to more traditional rock music, almost devoid of the trademark quirkiness that defined Thornburn's sound with The Unicorns. Very much a mood record, but still catchy.
Buy this record for a Saturday night showing of Ordinary People with a box of kleenex.
A very mature sophomore release from this LA native. Ms. Holter doesn't try to make retro 80's dance music, she's not doing the doo-wop thing or attempting to recreate 60's garage rock, she's just making some good, understated fucking music. And she's turned to the very estimable RVNG Intl. label, out of NYC, to release it. The songs are ethereal, restrained, and electronically inclined, yet still rooted in pop music conventions. Holter has trained in classical music composition as well so cello, piano, and synthetic string sections are intermittently featured throughout. Lately, Holter has been working with Linda Perhacs, an unheralded but influential 70's folk artist, and it translates on Ekstasis. The opening song "Marienbad" wouldn't be out of place on Perhac's Parallelograms record, multi-layered vocals, both slightly psychedelic and tranquil, that ping pong in sing song fashion over a harpsichord melody. "Four Gardens' is the culmination of Holter's vocal ploy, a cascading swell of voices, over Cage-like saxophone squalls, serving as an instrument unto itself, alternating moods that emulate qualities from Indian Punjab to Arabic singing. The tone of the album is somber but the synth lines add a warmth that creates an interesting juxtaposition in her music, call it hauntingly uplifting? Rush Limbaugh would be proud knowing that not only are women having lots of sex, they're also making lots of good music. This is one of the more rewarding releases I've heard in a while.
Buy this record if you're contemplating an omelette but are sure that you prefer toast to an english muffin.
A Swedish version of the Indigo Girls with a Gram Parsons and Johnny Cash fetish. Two sisters, one barely twenty and the other still in her teens, mine classic Americana territory, adding youthful exuberance to a fairly tired genre. The album straddles the line between country and folk, and even when the lyrics veer toward darker subject matter, the sisters harmonies remain uplifting. Just last week The Lion's Roar was #1 on the Swedish charts and Jack Black, of White Stripes fame, wrangled the sisters into recording a single for his Third Man Records while they were in Nashville, so expect to hear a lot more from these young troubadours in the future.
Buy this record if you wanna whistle while the conductor runs his train off the track.
Note: Not to be confused with the psychedelic Japanese band of the same name.
Calling themselves black metal, this Swedish band is closer to an 80's hair metal version of Metallica than the Venoms and Celtic Frosts of Satan's domain. A lot of it has to do with the vocals, which are not remotely intimidating or mush-mouthed, as is the norm, but rather melodic, although not forceful enough to augment the chunky riffs. The chorus effects on the guitar solos remind me of Aldo Nova's hit single "Fantasy". Some black metal conceits are firmly in place though; the anonymous figures in hooded robes stage persona and the illusory Satanic lyrics, but it's not a fair assessment to call this band black metal. This is definitely pop metal. The marketing of the band's cross-pollinating music styles has been useful in gaining them a wider audience, but if you're serious about Lucifer's lifestyle you'll be disappointed with Ghost.
Buy this record if you plan on some devil worship after a breakfast croissant and a cup of decaf coffee.
Let me make this clear. The federal government DOES NOT GIVE A SHIT about protecting copyrighted material on the internet. If they did Youtube would have been shut down years ago. They ARE PAID MILLIONS OF DOLLARS BY LOBBYISTS to protect the interests of their clients (clients here being movie and music industry heavyweights). I find it very ironic that the these industries exploit the artist for their financial gain then turn around and blame a blogger for posting this artist's work on the internet. A majority of artists benefit from the exposure they receive from music blogs. There are a myriad of artists who only receive wider distribution through the word of mouth hype that these increasingly influential blogs provide them. Some record labels may cry foul but most smaller independent labels are also happy to have these additional marketing avenues. Additionally, a majority of music made available through on-line sites are out of print, forever unavailable to the listening public, but get a second life through the work of these blogs, who happen to be run by music lovers, not money-grubbing leeches seeking only to exploit the artists' talents for their own benefit.
After SOPA and PIPA got two giant thumbs down from the American public, the FBI, at the government's whim, embarked on a campaign of harassment against individual blogs who have posted content to Megaupload, the site that was originally targeted after the Stop On-line Piracy Act (SOPA) and Protect IP Acts (PIPA) took said whipping from the American public, by doing the political equivalent of a "3 year old throwing a temper tantrum when they don't get the piece of candy they want". Many wonderful blogs are being unfairly targeted, including one of my all-time favorites Holy Warbles. You can read more about that blog below.
These are some of the main supporters of this ill-thought out legislation: The National Cable & Telecommunications Association, the Independent Film & Television Alliance, the National Association of Theatre Owners, the Motion Picture Association of America, the Directors Guild of America, the American Federation of Musicians, the American Federation of Television and Radio Artists, the International Alliance of Theatrical Stage Employees, the Screen Actors Guild, International Brotherhood of Teamsters, Nashville Songwriters Association International, Songwriters Guild of America, Viacom, Institute for Policy Innovation, Macmillan Publishers, Acushnet Company, Recording Industry Association of America, Copyright Alliance , NBCUniversal, Ford Motor Company, Pfizer, Revlon, NBA, MacMillan US, Nike, and L'Oreal. I'm not going to tell you what to do, but the best way to show your disapproval with these companies/organizations/corporations is to hit them in the only place they care about, their wallets! You can also voice your displeasure at the voting booth. Ultimately, this has been a divisive issue. Buy Your Record? would like to know what you think about it.
