Hey Junky,Awright – ya know what? – this is friggin' great. I ain't lyin' – I got some good, good shit fo' ya dis week, annit's all a li'l different. Dis week, I gotcha some hip hop, some rock, some punk an' some folk; startin' ta soun' a little familiar, don't it? 'At's right bitch, I ben pullin' from all the five points an' bringin' it to ya, ta make it easy on ya – so whadaya say ta dat...

Maybe it's because the passing of Ronnie James Dio last year left the band without a singer, and maybe it's because the Ozzy's last album spent more time trying to be hip than just trying to be Ozzy and flopped, but fans will be thrilled to hear that Ozzy Osbourne has officially announced his return to the ranks of Black Sabbath, regardless of the reasoning. Now, really, this news has been reported before. Beginning in 1992...

There are moments when one must question a sudden surge in productivity from a band, and one of those moments is now. Over the last two years, Welland, Ontario-based, chameleonic rockers Attack In Black released two full length albums and wow-ed critics with their adept musicianship and ability to shift both gears and styles on a dime. The band covered a staggering amount of ground between Years and the Fake Love Songs cassette as well as a split release with...

As has been proven time and again, a single album can never be the only thing which decides a band's worth. Anyone can have a misstep or even do a flat-out creative face plant as the tape rolls, but then get back up, produce something incredible and force critics to eat their words the next time around. A perfect example of a band finding redemption after a pitiful fall lies in Star Fucking Hipsters' new album, From The Dumpster To...

Hey ya beautiful junkies youse,So how ya doin' youse itchy little bastids? I ain't asked in a while, so are ya beginnin' ta git that itchin' feelin'? I c'n smell it oon ya, 'at's fo' shoor, ya hooked some-bitch ya. Good thing ya gotcher ole buddy Donnie 'ere ta take care o' ya wit' anotha big bag o' SWAG. I got a little bit o' everything dis week, an' yer gonna love it! Awright, big things first. I nabbed'ja a...

It’s got to be the Norse blood in me (seriously, I’m a native Californian but, having traced my family genealogy, I have cousins who currently live in Norway) that immediately stirs me up when I hear that a band names their premier self-released EP Viking Funeral. Brooklyn-based Hull are just such a band who've set such a fire in me. Sady, I had never even heard about Hull until three days ago and I’ve been listening to their other two...

Maybe a year or two ago, local rock stations started playing a song called “Ain’t No Rest For the Wicked,” a catchy little tune with some bottleneck guitar and slick lyrics that would easily get stuck in my head. Eventually I caught the name of the band – Cage the Elephant – and I discovered that I knew several other songs through regular radio play upon further investigation (“Shake Me Down,” “In One Ear”), without ever realizing who they were....

When Los Campesinos first appeared on the pop radar with the Sticking Fingers Into Sockets EP four years ago, indie rock fans of all stripes got excited. Here was a band who was having fun, but Campesinos weren't just some sort of contrived corporate machination; their music was rooted in underground values, but had pristine pop hooks – and both got flaunted proudly with equal measure. Things got even better as a succession of releases (Hold On Now, Youngster and...

It’s hard for me to knock New Found Glory. First of all, I didn’t know they were still around. Second of all, I saw them play at Vans Warped Tour almost ten years ago and their lead singer, Jordan Pundik, had thrown out his back the night before. He was in obvious pain, but he was out there giving it his all. He sounded awful, But, that didn’t matter; he still tried and it impressed me. Radiosurgery is the Florida...

When Los Campesinos first appeared on the pop radar with the Sticking Fingers Into Sockets EP four years ago, indie rock fans of all stripes got excited. Here was a band who was having fun, but Campesinos weren't just some sort of contrived corporate machination; their music was rooted in underground values, but had pristine pop hooks – and both got flaunted proudly with equal measure. Things got even better as a succession of releases (Hold On Now, Youngster and...