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Björk – Biophilia
It goes without saying that Bjork’s eighth album is odd. For the entirety of her career, Björk has challenged and redefined pop music into a shimmering mélange of avant tendencies. Whether or not anyone was around to appreciate it is another story. MTV’s the Real World was on so you...
Youth Lagoon – The Year Of Hibernation
It’s telling of an artists’ potential when they have the ability to make their own solo material sound like that of a fully-fledged outfit that has been together for years, and it’s all the more exciting when that talent is a mere twenty two years old. Step forward Trevor Powers,...
M83 – Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming
My wife once said the greatest thing about M83 was every song sounded like the ending to every great 80′s movie. There is some truth in that sentiment as the French project by Anthony Gonzalez drips a certain nostalgia and starry eyed optimism. The later work of electronic/dream pop act...
Primus – Green Naugahyde
Primus’ reign over the better part of the 1990′s taught us two things. One is that a mixture of funk, metal and general silliness could be made and two, it could be done so well. Even further, we saw it could be done with the support of the mainstream. Looking...
Future Islands – On the Water
What? Where in the fucking hell did these guys come from? Jesus god would someone get my goddamn secretary on the phone. I don’t care if Pinpoint doesn’t have secretaries and that this is technically a maintenance closet, I need to know before hand when releases like this come out....
PUJOL – Nasty, Brutish, and Short
You heard it here first, folks: garage rock rules. Everything about it just rooooollllzzz. Its shamelessly suburban roots (who else has garages but suburban kids?). Its caffeinated stomp. Its pent up sexual energy and bored adolescent aggression. Its volume. Not for nothing did garage give birth to punk, promoting energy...
Girls – Father, Son, Holy Ghost
Father, Son, Holy Ghost is San-Francisco indie band Girls second album proper, and it’s testament to singer Christopher Owens’ song writing ability and vocal deliveries that it already feels like a classic record. Unashamedly borrowing from the past yet never indulging in cheap pastiche or 60′s gimmicks, Father, Son, Holy...
A.A. Bondy – Believers
On the periphery of popularity lies a near desolate landscape which crawls for miles. For many, it is a transitory place which acts as an exciting beginning or the cold reality of the end. For others, the outer rim of recognition is sometimes a purgatorial existence where albums and careers...
