It’s not fair for me to write this review. I’ve listened to this album more times than a grown man should. Read: my opinion is very biased. That disclaimer aside, I can see how Attack & Release might pose a few problems for some of the more loyal Black Keys fans, as out go the messy noises of the guitar and drums so prevalent on their first four albums and in comes a more polished, Mississippi blues sound. Taking their...

Entering Slim's and seeing a stage full of synthesizers, sequencers, laptops and robotic cameras, I became very excited. After my metal youth, I discovered and fell in love with electronic music, and although I was much more into industrial, noise and "power electronics," I had—and still do have—a soft spot for ANY music that involves the twiddling of knobs. Having lost touch with Meat Beat Manifesto and what Jack Dangers and his crew have been doing since the Subliminal Sandwich...

In their prime (1967–1970), Fairport Convention helped give folk-rock in the U.K. its own identity. Along with the works of Bert Jansch and Pentangle, Shirley Collins and Davy Graham, Fairport Convention created an individualistic strain of music that drew from traditional folk but had a modern quality that drew accolades not just from the folk purists, but from the hippies in the underground. Their mixture of harmonies and instrumentation on albums like What We Did On Our Holidays, Unhalfbricking, and...

Something had to give. Nine years ago, Moby set precedents within the music industry and re-examined the way that the public consumed music when he licensed Play (an excellent record certainly, but most of his are and are also doomed to flop) to any advertiser interested; thus thrusting the album into the public’s face no matter where it turned. It worked of course—Play still holds the record for the best-selling title in the DJ’s catalogue. Recognizing that there might be...

Everyone's in search of the fountain of youth these days. We're desperate to keep time standing still and desperate to avoid wrinkles. Whatever happened to aging gracefully? I don't know about you, but I think Madonna at 49 is the hottest thing ever, and she's only going to get older. They don't call it MILF for nothing, ya' know. Alright, Allison Goldfrapp certainly isn't the Material Girl but let's face it, she's definitely part of the over-21 club. Known for...

The final leg of Morcheeba's tour that began in Washington, D.C. and ended in L.A. posed to be a wildly successful stint in the good ol' U.S. and A. Ground Control snapped some photos at the Fillmore performance in San Francisco as well as opener, the classical Latin lover, Federico Aubele. Check out the photos here: Morcheeba / Federico Aubele photos. Dive Deep is out now on G&G/Pias. More on Mocheeba here: http://www.morcheeba.co.uk and...

For some musicians, the further along they get—particularly if they’re lucky enough to be offered a host of critical kudos and built up a fan base always hungry for more of their favourite band—the more they look back on ‘the good old days’ warmly. They crave the simplicity and innocence of the circumstances under which they started and the beginning of the methodology that eventually got them to where they are; they wish they could get back to basics. Not...

There’s no better way to follow perfection than by absolute failure. I have to admit, for a 17-year-old child (yes, child) DeAndre Cortez Way, better known as Soulja Boy Tellem, is quite successful. His second hit “Yahhh” actually hit the bronze medal (top 3) in New Zealand—and no one knows music like New Zealand. This song’s music video is the center of our review today. The song may be a hit, but the video is another story. As we’ve seen...

For those who have been eagerly awaiting any firm news of a new Wolf Parade album…we've got a little bit you'll like. The boys took off enough time from their myriad side projects to record a new album. Is there a concrete name for it yet? No. Want a sneak peak of the album art? Too bad. Tour dates? Nope, nada, zilch.  But let's say you want to listen to a bit of the nameless wonder, which hits streets June...

Making my way over to The Fillmore, I kept telling myself that tonight was going to be different. I was going to have a whole new attitude for a change, and was not going to be the same bitter, jaded and crusty old man that I usually am when I hit a punk show these days. I was going to have an open mind and embrace today's punk rock, even if it sounds nothing like the punk I remember when...