I went to the Black Hills, no gold could I find. I thought of the free land I'd left far behind; Through rain, snow, and hail, boys, froze up to the gills, They called me the orphan of the dreary Black Hills. – not sure Luckily for us, this isn’t the...
I went to the Black Hills, no gold could I find. I thought of the free land I'd left far behind; Through rain, snow, and hail, boys, froze up to the gills, They called me the orphan of the dreary Black Hills. Luckily for us, this isn’t the mid-1800s! Every...
Our fifth installment of Lunarcast features a Southern California band called Hell At Night. The band’s original concept was as a duo, consisting of twin brothers Nart and Dan Chejoka (drums and guitar/vocals, respectively). However, earlier this year, a third...
There’s a very fine line between what’s cute and what’s overly cute. Australia’s own Architecture in Helsinki don’t tip toe in between both mediums, but place themselves as an entire entity all unto itself. They’re MEGA cute. They...
Something about this feels familiar. I’m standing outside the Henry Fonda waiting for the press list to make its way to the box office so I can get the security guards to stop staring at me and gripping their metal detection wands in a manner I’m not the...
I hadn’t been to a show in a while. Not a straight rock 'n' roll show, that is. My last visit to the infamously retroactive Roxy Theater on Sunset was, surprisingly, not what I would expect from the worn-out Strip. MSTRKRFT, Aoki’s Dim Mak crew,...
Canadians move fast. Hot on the heels of last week's announcement of a brand new album from the Broken Social Scene camp–specifically featuring the talents of lead singer Kevin Drew–there's a tracklist and an mp3 for all you rabid fans. So get...
In the world of music, there is usually good news and news you could care less about. Sometimes there is bad news, like someone dying, but that's pretty rare. So yeah, good or neutral. Swayzak coming out with a new album, well, that would fall under the...
At the risk of sounding pun infected, Spaceland has always been fairly alienating in my opinion. It’s a weird combination of things—expensive drinks and the smoky back bar come to mind—but the main one has to be the shiny blue and silver backdrop that...
I am getting too old for this—this idea of shows starting after 10 p.m. As I wait in line at Bottom of the Hill behind couples of underage San Francisco hipsters in faded designer skinny jeans and $10 thrift store sweaters, I can’t help but worry that I...