Dirty? Sure. Straight up? I believe they call it neat. James Bond wanted his shaken, not stirred. I like my mine family style. Give me a Martini Bros on the track and I’ll be good to do whatever needs to be done for the night. This duo consisting of DJ Cle and...
Remember that creepy painter dude with the white “fro” on TV who would teach you how to paint bad-ass landscapes and whatnot? Yep, Bob Ross. Well, that’s who’s responsible for the newly unveiled album art for Annuals’ upcoming album, Such...
We all know one or maybe two ourselves. They take on the characteristic of being awesome, well versed in music, kind, great to hang out with and mostly a DJ. The Crystal Method is a duo that is unmatched in my personal history of music and being up to par in person....
This is coverage of Day 1 of the 2008 Outside Lands Festival. Click for coverage of Day 2 and Day 3 . There are some moments when I’m so overcome with love for my City by the Bay that I have to sort of pinch myself just to make sure it’s real. Friday...
Taking the combined pedigrees of Jim Guthrie and Nick Thorburn into account, it’s a pretty safe assumption that, walking in, listeners have an idea what they’re going to get from the duo’s joint side project. Guthrie was the ad hoc namesake for the...
When Hawksley Workman released Between The Beautifuls earlier this year, it was to tremendous critical response and fans justifiably awestruck at the singer’s sudden turn. Where once the singer found new innovative and fantastic ways to intermingle spirits of...
Basking in the summer sun, a crowd of beautiful young people gathered together with barbecue and plastic cups of beer on a recent Saturday to listen to the sun-drenched, island-flavored indie rock of Islands. Except we weren't on a tropical beach—we were in a...
How strange is the world that Amanda Palmer has sketched for herself. Since she first appeared with Dresden Dolls professing to perform a “Brechtian punk cabaret” – so named because the singer couldn’t bear the thought of letting others...
When Coldplay first appeared ten years ago sporting distinctly collegiate guitar tones and singing about the color yellow, every reasonable assumption was that Britain had won the global race to break a modestly intentioned, heart-on-its-sleeve (and hence...
Anyone who assumed (and rightly so) that, after five albums (plus one more live offering) and thirteen years of pushing themselves beyond conventionally observed limits of human endurance (the road stories of band members continuing to play after sustaining serious...