Earlier this year they shared “Love Is Blind,” the first hint at their sound to come and now the band return with the announcement of their new album, Sugar & Spice, due out February 22nd via Truly Bald Records (Surface To Air Missive, Zach Phillips, Jake Tobin).
Built on bass grooves, chill latin beats, and whispered jazz harmonies, the songs recreate what I can only imagine as the most relaxing, as well as the sexiest, trip to Sri Lanka and Nepal that has happened in recent times.
“Moves“ is the first product of their relocation, a brilliant single released back in May. While we eagerly await their next album, Certified Ailments, we’re excited to share the premiere of the single’s new video, directed by Jake Miles.
Tompkins says he made this record “hunched over a 4-track, recording this music to damaged tapes that had been stored in my hot garage for over a decade and were always threatening to self-destruct.” Ocean Pines sounds like a record where a songwriter rediscovered the creative process. It’s an intimate record, made from the pure joy found in writing songs.
Their latest offering, a split tape between drummer Max (Maxshh) and guitarist/ vocalist Skyler (Lrrr) of Tundrastomper is endearingly called Thank You Lrrr, You’re Welcome Maxshh, and is a collection of songs written and recorded by both artists in the winter of 2014.
Welcome to the first episode of “Post-Trash Live: A Podcast” with your hosts Nick Dooley and Dan Goldin. On our inaugural run we discuss being “a lyric person,” the state of publicity, licensing music for podcasts, the importance of drums vs bass in “noise rock,” and more.
Boston’s Bedbug, who released a tremendous lo-fi indie album of their own at the start of the year, bring their own flavor to the cover, a faithful rendition that reimagines the song with experimental reverb and ramshackle production, the whole thing threatening to sink in on itself at any moment.
Led by Jered Gummere (The Ponys, Bare Mutants), the band truly dart between sounds, the blistering guitar distortion and motorik rhythms working together throughout Night Jammer to pull you in, tractor beam-style.
Although Loverboy / Dog Days opens with a distinctly King Woman metal dirge, it winds down to pure shoegazing bliss by its dreamy closer. Likewise, the double EP is split between vengeful recollections of bad romances and breezy poems considerably less bent on storytelling.
Welcome to FUZZY MEADOWS, where we recap the past week in music. We're sharing our favorite releases of the week in the form of albums, singles, and music videos along with the "further listening" section of new and notable releases from around the web.
The resulting LP, Charles and Roy’s Purple Wang, is a loaded foray into unexpected turns with spasmodic keys, fiery sharp tremoloed clang guitars, stomped percussion, all ready to implode, shatter, puke all over you.
Three exhausting years since Broken Rope, Vassalotti returns with Guitar Dream, his second album for the ever influential Wharf Cat Records. This time around, he has a new focused vision, adapting the softened post-punk of his main project (Merchandise) to his own songwriting nuances.
Lisa/Liza has always sought to find the quiet places in what was already desolate music, but Momentary Glance serves to curl up into a ball at every chance, receding into the profound heartbreak of loss without ever romanticizing it.
Moaning Lisa deconstruct love songs to reinvent and re-contextualize them for our hyper-political and (slowly but surely) more accepting culture. Riffs permeate the consciousness of Do You Know Enough? as strongly as the lyrics depict ephemeral romances or singledom.
The band are set for another winter release as their latest, A Bright Crumb of Steel is due out this Friday, November 30th. Perhaps the warm blanket of guitars inherent in the band’s layered shoegaze sounds best in the dark and chilly months.
The latest record by Ty Segall is different than other cover albums and demands consideration on its own merits. Its “low-key” release is no reason not to wholeheartedly join him on his journey into his figurative and literal record collection, of which he has claimed was a great inspiration.
For Boston’s halfsour, their new single “Left My Hair In Detroit” is the end of an era and a passage toward the future. The song is the final recording to feature the band’s former drummer Ian Gustafson as well as the last song for the foreseeable future to feature Matt Mara on lead vocals.
Portland, OR based label See My Friends was started in 2016 by Stevie Pohlman and Vince Skelly, and quickly became one of the most exciting labels in the NW with full lengths by Mope Grooves and Honey Bucket, a series of short run compilation cassettes, and tapes by acts like Lithics and Conditioner.
Yowler’s new, incredible album Black Dog in My Path is not an escape, but a mirror to the conflicts of existence. Haunting and sincere, it conjures up dark images that fit with the Halloween season, but not in the fun way we’re used to.
You’d be hard pressed to personify desolation and internal despair more effectively than Daughters’ fourth full-length record, You Won’t Get What You Want. The Rhode Island noise outfit’s latest LP is an anxiety-inducing nightmare ode to human conflict, a rejection of harmony and altruism.
Set to release Go Back To The Horse on December 28th via Dadstache Records, the follow up to 2016’s Here At Castle Makeout is refined ever so slightly, still raging with feedback and agitation, but the melodies shimmer just a bit brighter.
The electronic project from Matt Anderegg (Mothers) flirts with synth pop, but is focused on mood and texture first and foremost; the complexities beneath the surface will have you bobbing your head and also scratching it (in a good way), trying to figure out the connections between all of the moving parts.
On Elastic Days, his third release on Sub Pop, Mascis is working at his simplest, delivering wounded ballads that cut deep without lingering. Structurally and sonically, Elastic Days is the most consistent album of Mascis’ solo work.
“Bad Dream” is from Blacker Face’s virtuosic, genre shattering EP Think Piece; a quintessential, politically hyper-charged album forged deep in the activist core of Chicago DIY.