of this blood.
Reviewing music is a tough racket. The daunting task of attempting to translate music — emotion in raw form — into words, to somehow define…
Strange We Should Meet Here
Idiot Pilot is about to become a household name. Soon all the cool kids are going to start asking you if you've heard of them,…
The Tain
Colin Meloy, lead singer/songwriter for Portland, OR's Decemberists takes a drag off his yellow American Spirit and places his right hand, cigarette between two fingers,…
Summer's End
On first listen, Carte Blanche's debut release Summer's End seemed to be little more than a collection of silly love songs. But I liked it…
United State of Electronica
United State of Electronica wants you to have fun. Not just any kind of fun, but fun with a capital F. And you probably should…
Duotones
Because Persil's latest release Duotone is so breathtakingly great, I have broken an imaginary commandment I set for myself at the outset of the site:…
New Old Friends
When the indie music revolution comes it will be warm and breezy. Sweet smelling sea air will fill our hair as we drive our convertibles…
Happy is the New Sad
Cross-pollinate the chutzpah of John McEnroe with the hopeless romantic pop sensibility of Pinkerton-era Weezer and you get: Tennis Pro, a kitschy local band with…
Cellar Door
What are we going to do with John Vanderslice? It's been two years since the last taste of anything by the ex-MK Ultra studio whiz,…
Battery
If you ask the average all-knowing Seattle-ite what they think of Aveo, 91.7% of those polled will proclaim their love. My prediction is that with…