Celebration Guns - "The Me That Used To Be" | Album Review
Rob Crow's Gloomy Place - "You're Doomed. Be Nice." | Album Review
Crow himself looks great. Fit and lean it’s clear that the break was beneficial. You can also hear it in the music. He might even be having fun. The album is full of that patented Crow “prog pop” sound. Baritone guitar and bass heavy melodies, heavy lyrics sung in a sing-song way, and riffs and grooves a plenty.
So Pitted - "Neo" | Album Review
Fuzzy Meadows: The Week's Best New Music (April 4th - April 10th)
Steakhouse Records presents "DBTS: BS3" | Post-Trash Exclusive Premiere
Oliver Ackermann on Death by Audio, New York DIY and Starting Over
49 South 2nd street was intended to be a practice/living space for a few people and to house Death by Audio, a budding guitar pedal factory founded by Ackermann. Of course, Death by Audio morphed into what many would argue was the beating heart of an entire artist community. Less than 10 years later, the location had become a hot commodity, and the spaces became no more. Death by New York.
Frankie Cosmos - "Next Thing" | Album Review
Next Thing should be listened to with close attention. While the catchy hooks and upbeat rhythms may soundtrack a summer drive to the beach, I find the record best suits a solitary listening experience. Just like rewarding poetry, the songs on Next Thing play like a candid conversation between writer and reader.
Autolux - "Pussy's Dead" | Album Review
Fuzzy Meadows: The Week In Review (March 21st - April 3rd)
Florist - The Birds Outside Sang | Album Review
Car Seat Headrest - Teens of Style | Album Review
Japanese Breakfast - "Psychopomp" | Album Feature
SXSW 2016: As Seen Through The Eyes Of Post-Trash Contributor Jon Hadusek
why+the+wires - "Flame Failures" | Album Review
Puff Pieces - "Money" | Post-Trash Exclusive Premiere
On their debut full-length, Washington, D.C. post-punk trio Puff Pieces brandishes wit and whimsy to inspect cultural phenomena like gentrification, wealth accumulation, and Sisyphean living. On “Money,” a throbbing two-minute nugget, Mike Andre’s lilting sing-song vocals highlight the parallels between autopilot living, financial needs, and boredom.
