It's Rag Time!
The name "Soda Fountain Rag", the self-titled release from this Norwegian pop band, perhaps inadvertently indicates quite a bit about the content of the album.…
Waking The Sound
Gracing the cover of The Brokenmusicbox’s debut album is a photograph of three wooden figures that resemble a band of drunken street performers, with some…
Voyager
You know the songs that are so catchy they defy even the most hardened music snob's protective web? That's Walter Meego's modus operandi. On their…
The Republic Tigers
It seems that Alexandra Patsavas’ 24-carat gold finger and borderline monopolistic foresight have yet to wear out. Since signing to the music-supervisor-by-day’s own Chop Shop…
LP3
I appear have a niche market in the TIG universe. My reviews mostly have focused on the electronica genre of the indie world (see my…
Entanglements
After three years in the planning and created in two months of breathless, obsessive thickening, involving near twenty-five classically trained and experimental musicians, toggled between…
Sing The Burning Alphabet
A lot of bands try desperately to rekindle the sound of some genre that existed twenty to thirty years ago without actually listening to many…
Doubly Unbeatable
I love this band. A small dual-ponytailed post-feminist rageaholic ranter frontwoman (Becky Brooks) and her penis-obsessed drummer male band partner (Nate Mitchell), coming off like…
Through The Bloody Channels, We Raise Our Sails
Kane Hodder are one of those bands I've known about for a long time, but never experienced. That's a terrible thing to admit, because they…
If You Want It
Incorporating their influences of pop rock groups from the sixties to the present, Seattle’s powerpop darlings Young Sportsmen have universally culled together the characteristics of…