After spending the better part of three years recalling the high and low points of his personal and professional lives with meticulous care and knee-buckling candor (see the Eels' greatest hits and B-sides/rarities compilations, Meet The Eels and Useless Trinkets, as well as an autobiography, Things The Grandchildren Should Know) and then composing and releasing a sprawling and dramatic trilogy of albums (Hombre Lobo, End Times and Tomorrow Morning), there was no question that singer Mark Oliver Everett had ascended...

Anyone who has ever seen The Damned play live before already understands why the Live Live Live In London 2002 DVD would be a good watch, without necessarily knowing any of the finer points about the release. For the uninitiated though, the explanation is simple: The Damned put on a spectacle unlike any other on Earth. Since first appearing in 1976, the London-based band has delivered a mixture of goth and punk that is mesmerizing and made perfectly memorable and...

Remember back in the mid-Nineties when bands like Blur, Oasis and Stone Roses took all the campy, poppy sounds of the British Invasion, added some fresh, MDM-flavored urgency and sparked a new, intrinsically ironic Brit-Pop explosion? It was great right? The members of Beat Mark remember the magic of that moment fondly too and have endeavored to recreate it on Howls Of Joy; except they've (wisely) elected to skip the smarmy sense of irony that Blur and Oasis just couldn't...

Hey there, hi there, ho there Junky,I hafta get outta this habit o' soundin' so damned happy ta see ya, don't I? It's not at all fittin' wit' my nature, that's fer shoore. But hey, what can I say, I'm havin' a good day, an' yer the ones'at're gonna reap da rewards o' my good humor, ain'tcha? Damn rightchu are! So le's get right down innit awready! Ya know what I got fer youse dis week? I nabbed a whole...

It has always puzzled me why this album was called Slowhand, when it is one of Eric Clapton’s least guitar-centered albums. “Slowhand,” after all, was the nickname given to Clapton in the Sixties for his guitar playing prowess. Listening to the album now, I find it more puzzling than ever; coupled with the iconic cover picture of his hand on a guitar neck, it almost qualifies as false advertising. Or maybe it was meant as an ironic warning, for here...

Anytime a new Otep album comes out, I cringe a little bit before I start to listen to it because I don’t know if I’m ready to descend into the chasms of dark emotions which get opened up before me when I listen. I can’t listen to Otep all the time. I don’t need to – but I do need to hear them every once in awhile in order to open up the places where those deep, dark emotions lay...

It's been almost twenty years now since Lisa Loeb stole the public's attention for a minute with “Stay” (the pop ballad which buoyed the singer's sophomore album to the top of the charts briefly) and almost exactly as long since the singer became completely overlooked because of more “serious” singers like Sarah McLachlan, Jewel and Juliana Hatfield. Since then, Loeb released a few more “serious” records which ended up garnering negligible interest (Hello Lisa – Loeb's pseudo-tribute to...

Alrightalrightalrightokayalright awready ya funky junky punks, How's trick wit' youse? Oh me? I'm doin' great! I ben movin' an' shakin' like a rat-racin' fiend, an' nabbin' alla da stuff I can nab fer youse! An' it's lookin' good fer youse dis week, ya lucky bastids, cause dis week my bag o' SWAG ain't bulgin' but it's full of addictive stuff thatcher gonna want all of – I know it. Think I'm lyin'? Get dis – I scored some new Billy...

Many industry critics had already been wondering when the alt-rock which took over the air-waves in the Nineties would finally get filed under the 'Classic Rock' heading quietly for a while now. The timing seems to be about right – there have been about two decades lapsed since alt-rock and grunge exploded and helped to usher in a new era of rock values – and looking at the list of headliners confirmed to play the Rock On The Range music...

Hey, remember that guy Andrew WK? Yeah, he's the one who had that album about partying where he looks all bloody on the cover. Yeah, him! Ever heard the music inside that album? No? Me neither. At least that's how things were for me until six months ago. Whether you like Andrew WK's music or not, you have to admit, he's one hell of a guy. Just look him up on YouTube if you don't believe me. And his first...