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ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Pearl & The Oysters - "Planet Pearl"

ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Pearl & The Oysters - "Planet Pearl"

LA-based duo Pearl & The Oysters have set their sights for intergalactic territory to see if signs of retro-tinged synth pop can also be found in other planetary systems. Their findings prove quite fruitful, as heard on their brand new record, Planet Pearl.

Dirty Three - "Love Changes Everything" | Album Review

Dirty Three - "Love Changes Everything" | Album Review

Love Changes Everything, constructs a mood and, by extension, an entire world. The usual signature features are still here: Turner’s expressive guitar that likes to play roughhouse or walk around amiably in the background depending on the song’s demands; White’s personifying percussion that paces like a detective with snare-drum anxiety at some moments, soothes with brushwork at others; and Ellis’s violin or piano that frequently serves as the lead,

Sonny & The Sunsets - "Self Awareness Through Macrame" | Album Review

Sonny & The Sunsets - "Self Awareness Through Macrame" | Album Review

Originally the name of a community crafting program hosted by bandleader Sonny Smith’s mother in the 1970’s, Self Awareness Through Macrame now represents the latest collection of cheery, psych-tinged rock tunes from San Francisco garage pop stalwarts, Sonny & The Sunsets.

ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Mabe Fratti - "Sentir que no sabes"

ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Mabe Fratti - "Sentir que no sabes"

Mabe Fratti is chasing something. It seems to be made of sound but it persistently evades clarity. Each record she makes shimmers with her curiosity. Sentir Que No Sabes is one of her most direct, but it is no less invested in experimenting and rerouting the conduits of her music.

ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Parsnip - "Behold"

ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Parsnip - "Behold"

Pop music that’s unafraid to be messy, frayed around the edges, and even a tinge dissonant scratches a very particular kind of itch. On Behold, Melbourne’s Parsnip fits this bill quite satisfyingly, never relying on the gritty texture of lo-fi production or the posturing of a scuzzy garage revival band.