Tuxis Giant return with their fifth album, You Won’t Remember This, an understated celebration of the fleeting moments – some magical, others awkward or terrifying – that make life precious.
The Boston/NYC group’s Bandcamp bio simply says “sometimes quiet / sometimes loud”. Most of the 13 tracks on their new LP fall into the first category, and the longest clocks in at just over three and a half minutes.
While calmness and brevity may risk coming off as uninspired, frontperson Matt O’Connor and co. ensure the record has the honesty and the emotional depth that render their restraint deeply affecting and, contrary to what the album title would have you believe, memorable.
That self-effacing line may be interpreted as…
Category: indie
Pittsburgh-based songwriter André Costello released his first album in 2011, and in the intervening years, has clocked up a significant catalogue of music.
Falling into the bracket of indie folk and rock, he has an understated vocal style, half-whispered and half-sung. It provides a gentle, sinuous way of encouraging his music into the subconscious.
Rocky Mountain Low (subtle nod to John Denver, there) is Costello’s latest release, and it feels like he has worked hard on a record that encapsulates the best of his vision. The audiophiles among you will be pleased to note it was recorded to tape, and certainly the sound is rich, warm and natural, and also pleasingly uncluttered. Crafted over six years with producer Anthony LaMarca,…
Moving Images invites the audience to explore the deep connections between sound and imagery, encouraging an introspective journey where the boundaries blur between classical music, cinematic storytelling, and mental imagery. Spanning sombre chamber pieces, ominous yet hopeful and hypnotic ambiances, soft solo piano interludes, poetic and playful flutes, to tension-laced cinematic strings and synths, Emil Friis‘ latest work transcends the conventional album release. The project expands into a collaboration with a group of filmmakers, exploring how music and film intertwine to provoke our interpretation, the sound we experience and our internal narratives.
Each track is paired with a corresponding film, with the filmmakers — including Kevin Brooks,…
R.J.F. stands for Ross J. Farrar, who is best known as the front man for Ceremony, the shape shifting punk band from northern California that has, over six albums mutated from hardcore to garage punk to synthy post-punk. But whatever you know about Ceremony has almost no bearing on this haunted, minimalist solo album, which floats eerie phrases over loose-jointed, low-slung concoctions of bass, guitar and beats.
This is Farrar’s third solo full-length, following 2023’s Going Strange and 2024’s Strange Going, and while still somewhat free-associative, it seems a good deal more clear and focused than the first two outings. In the interim between Strange Going and this album, Farrar made a one-track, 26 minute collaboration called…
La Dispute have developed a reputation for making some of the most cerebral, poetic post-hardcore of the modern era. Forming as a high school band in Grand Rapids, Michigan in 2004, they made their full-length debut with Somewhere at the Bottom of the River Between Vega and Altair four years later. Whilst the band would subsequently move on to greater things, the album had a fairly unreconstructed ’00s emo sound, and it remains a relative weak spot in their discography. Second album Wildlife (2011) made greater use of jagged guitar lines that sounded reminiscent of ’90s post-hardcore greats like Fugazi and Unwound, and lead vocalist Jordan Dreyer’s lyrics had a far more mature approach to storytelling than that he deployed on Somewhere’s lyrics.
Some bands would call this an EP. That would be stupid, of course, but a more sheepish bunch might use the short tracklist as a hedge. Shallowater, on the other hand, are rightly presenting these six songs as their next grand statement.
Not that God’s Gonna Give You a Million Dollars is especially short. This trio’s music sprawls like its West Texas homeland, “where the flowers grow brittle.” Each song is a desolate landscape, parched and ready to be set ablaze when lightning inevitably flashes across the horizon. Whereas Shallowater’s fellow Texans and sometimes tour-mates Teethe play a lush version of slowcore bursting with color and life, you can practically see the tumbleweeds drifting through this album.
Despite the Texas of it all, there’s a lot of…
Street Eaters is back with a drum-pummeling, punk shouting EP, the duo of Megan March (kit) and John No (bass) augmented for Opaque with a guitar player, one Joan Toledo, who used to edit Maximum Rocknroll. Singing drummer bands have a certain brute force generally, and March’s outfit is no exception. She shouts and rants and puts forth anthemic melodies while hitting the skins with whole body momentum.
This seven-song release hitches body-shocking energy to swaggering tunes, starting strong with “Tempers.” This opening cut begins in a group sung chant of “Wait and wait it takes too long,” then erupts in blistering riffery. The songs on this EP were inspired, we’re told, by the birth of March’s first child, and yeah, those…
The End, Junior Brother’s third album, is a slow, ritual unravelling that feels at once antique and disoriented. It doesn’t progress so much as it circles ad infinitum – like a distortive reel heard from behind a wall.
Co produced by Junior Brother and John “Spud” Murphy (who has worked with Lankum and ØXN), the record embodies raw acoustic textures and microscopic detail. Pipes, flute, bowed drone, harmonium, cello and percussion all emerge – defiantly stark and close mic’d. There is almost no reverb – space is created by restraint, tension, not to mention that grainy, demented voice.
This is not folk as comfort, nor even revival. It’s something more exposed and speculative – music that sits at the edges of legibility.
While much of The Fall’s formidable ’70s and ’80s back catalog has been reissued in recent years following Mark E. Smith’s death in 2018 at the age of 60 and the earlier reissue campaign by Superior Viaduct of their 1979 to 1983 material, here is an often-overlooked piece of Fall history that has finally gotten the reissue treatment. A half-studio, half-live curio often overshadowed by their more well-known studio albums, it’s aged far better than it has any right to, especially given that Smith often dismissed this period as a commercial and comprised vision, leading him to retreat into slightly more experimental and abrasive territory in much of the ’90s and beyond.
All that said, side A is composed of studio tracks recorded in 1989, the most well-known…
Gazing into the black mirror of our screens, we are often confronted with quandaries such as Hick’s law, analysis paralysis, and the paradox of choice. For many artists, the widely available tools of the Digital Age have led to creative blocks and watered-down content.
This is not the case for Ian Ostaszewski, aka Jetski. When it came time to make his debut, Ostaszewski went to work with over 4,000 stock samples downloaded from splice.com and the cheap (but powerful) Koala sampler app. On The Radiant Radish, Jetski sculpts his plunderphonic sound collages into finely-wrought tracks via the placement and digital signal processing of those stock sounds. It’s a bit like a Koala sampler tutorial by a methed-out Twitch streamer,…
To the Irish outsider, the traditions of the island may have seemingly long sat still, but in recent years an exciting new wave of forward thinking artists are reinterpreting ancient myth, legend and culture through their own contemporary lens.
Now, traditions shift like the tide, re-emerging in new guises and carrying old weight into fresh contexts. Dublin’s Ian Nyquist’s latest work, Gilded steps directly into this restless current; the bodhrán, his vessel.
The Irish frame drum is the launch point for Gilded, a record that positions Nyquist in that liminal space between heritage and innovative sound design. Although serving as the record’s axis, Nyquist refuses to let it sit within its familiar frame. Through digital modelling,…
“What did you do today?” asks a man with a gentle, encouraging manner. “I did something,” says a small child.” Laughing, the man replies, “And what ‘something’ did you do?” The child answers, “I made my house.” This conversation comes from a home cassette recording made in 1983, when Eliot Krimsky was five years old. The man on the tape is his father, who passed away unexpectedly in 2022. Krimsky’s purpose on I Made My House is to connect this moment with the present day, to understand his father’s role in his life, and to come to terms with his passing.
To do this, Krimsky had to delve into his past. This process materializes on I Made My House in creative production choices that led him back to where he was raised. Krimsky replayed his…
There are many ways people fall in love with Americana, but for Netherlands native Judy Blank, her appreciation of the genre came about through classic American cinema filled with road trips and desert sunsets. Such was the draw that she ended up recording her 2014 debut LP in Nashville – later even becoming the first Dutch artist to perform at Americanafest – but it wasn’t until last year that she took the big leap of moving her whole life from her home country and relocating to Music City, and from that, her third album Big Mood was born.
“Swimming pool / Holding it in, pretty thin / Gotta play it cool / Hey! / Do you like my body? / What a view / Maybe when I grow up / I can be somebody new,” sings Blank on the peppy album opener ‘Killing Time’, an inspired…
If Big Thief are now ostensibly a trio, how come they have never sounded as big as they do on Double Infinity? It’s paradox that reflects one of the central themes of this, their sixth studio album – how people change over time, how the present is simply a bridge between the infinite experience of the past and possibilities of the future. Double Infinity is a dense, deep, fluid album that pushes their exceptional rate of development into new areas thanks in part to a roster of New York musicians, who collectively add layers to the band’s songs, shifting them into unexpected directions, but without overwhelming the essence of Big Thief’s trade: making music from raw emotion. “Gonna turn it all, into rock and roll,” sings Adrianne Lenker on “Grandmother”,…
When electronic-ambient-new age pioneer Jean-Michel Jarre was working on 1976’s Oxygene, in his makeshift home studio, he often had to tape down two preset buttons of his Korg drum machine to achieve the effect he wanted. Thanks to the breakout success of that record and its winning blend of bright keyboard melodies and warped analog synths, Jarre didn’t have to resort to such ad-hoc methods for long. Live in Bratislava, taped last year in front of more than 100,000 enthusiastic Slovakians, shows us how far Jarre has come from his old workspace. The spectacle can be experienced in numerous editions, from a concert film to a two-CD-set to a collector’s edition that includes a coffee table book.
And yet the bombast never overwhelms…
Anemoia, as the album’s opening section helpfully informs us, is “the ache of nostalgia for a time you’ve never known”. Given the back-catalogue of SG Lewis and his penchant for classic house/disco vibes one has to wonder whether the title of his third record is a concept or an excuse, but either way there are some great instrumentals and guest performances here.
The Shygirl collaboration ‘Sugar’ is a co-write with Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs (so often a mark of quality) and features an earworm vocal about slipping into a romantic situation. The synth melody bounces up and down by sixths and fourths, like a groovier version of Strobe by Deadmau5, and the warm piano chords during Shygirl’s verse are the icing on the cake.
james K has the kind of voice that rises from the ground like steam. As a singer, she follows in the tradition of trip-hop vocalists like Beth Gibbons, Tracey Thorn, and Nicolette Larson, as well as shoegaze frontwomen like Bilinda Butcher and Elizabeth Fraser. Magnetic without being the main event, her idiosyncratic vocal presence has made her an in-demand collaborator over the past decade. It also serves as the driving force behind her most bewitching solo work.
On her hotly anticipated new LP, Friend, james K sets herself loose inside a carefully-constructed assemblage of drum & bass, trip-hop and shoegaze, drawing fresh water from the contemporary resurgence of all three genres.
Since releasing her debut EP RUM in 2013,…
The trio Tchotchke delivers a strong dose of art-pop that is of the current moment but touches on influences from the genre’s heyday, as Playin’ Dumb is far from ignorant. The NYC-based trio, comprising Anastasia Sanchez on vocals and drums, Eva Chambers on bass, piano, keyboards, and vocals, and Emily Tooraen on guitar and vocals, wrote and recorded the songs produced and engineered by The Lemon Twigs. Sonically, the album sounds vibrant with soaring vocals, deep bass, and crisp drums. There is also a lot of added instrumentation that moves these songs in unique directions behind the high-pitched singing of Sanchez, Chambers, and Tooraen.
Opener “The Game” is where the most experimentation occurs as Tchotchke…
