Feist will hit the road this June in support of her stunning new release, The Reminder, in stores May 1st on CherryTree/Interscope. 6/8/07 – Northampton, MA @ Calvin Theatre +6/9/07 – Boston, MA @ Berkelee Performance Center+6/11/07 – New York, NY @ Town Hall *Sold Out6/12/07 – New York, NY @ Town Hall6/13/07 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club +6/14/07 – Greensboro, NC @ Carolina Theatre +6/15/07 – Atlanta, GA @ Variety Playhouse +6/17/07 – Bonaroo Music Festival6/19/07 – Chicago,...

What's it called when you see something for the first time, and then you see that same thing or hear that same word something like seven times over the next week? Is there a name for that? That's really strange when that happens, but really when you think about it, that kind of thing is happening every second, we just don't know what the "thing" is that our ephemeral radar signals should be looking for. The point is that this...

With bands like Tapes n’ Tapes that fizzled out almost as quickly as they caught ear last year, it’s difficult to be indie, ironic and straightforward at the same these days (unless you’re Art Brut). What The Hell Do I Know? is another EP ready to join this alt/indie pool, but it doesn’t mean Sufjan Stevens has to be the only one bringing the Illinois(e). Hailing from Bucks County, Pennsylvania, the four-piece that calls itself Illinois delivers an EP nothing...

So the saying goes, there's a first time for everything. This past Saturday night was my first time at a show alone. Not bad, just new. It left a lot of time for thumb-twiddling and eavesdropping. "It was at the Gibson Amphitheater and Genesis was there.""Genesis?""Yeah, man. Genesis. It was so loud I had to go to the bathroom and stuff my ears with tissue."And after a moment of awed, respectful silence the other dude humbly responded, "Gnarly." Sometimes when...

You know who I had forgotten about until just now? The White Stripes. Sure, there was the Raconteurs album, but there was a concerted effort on the part of Jack White to make sure that wasn't a WS side project. So really, after five or six years of an almost continuous stream of White Stripes news, rumours and general malarkey, things have been quite quiet in their hand-breakin', twin fakin', real marryin', star datin' world. So Jack and Meg have...

If you have ears, a beating heart and breathe air, then you probably have a soft spot for Nick Drake, and a desire to hear anything that this brilliant musician ever touched or recorded. For me, I would even take a rare answering machine recording of him if one was available on eBay. So the news that a new—huge—release of unheard Nick Drake material made a lot of people really excited. The most interesting part about Family Tree, to be...

We're pretty unapologetic around at GC about our love for M. Ward, and for good reason. Other people seem to like him too, which is how he gets to play shows (and record stuff, too!) with the impossibly cute Zooey Deschanel and play on Letterman with people like Andrew WK. Now, the arbiters of high taste have latched onto the man as well – for two nights in June, Ward will have the backing of the Boston Symphony Pops. Anyone...

Cautionary is a klaxon’s purpose. Neither rave nor new, the electromechanical alerts found on submarines and old automobiles are sounded to warn listeners of the vehicle’s arrival, departure or danger; and England’s “new-rave” all-stars—also running with the name Klaxons—are messengers of the future, predicating the next wave of musical adventures situated within modern-lit and rave-culture influences, adherents of the not-so-distant past, to ultimately set a trend for the near future. Myths of the...

Numbers played an integral part at last Monday’s Ratatat concert at the Henry Fonda theatre. One sole orange foam finger sporting the Ratatat insignia was used to full effect by Despot, a Queens-based rapper, who was able to get the restless opening droves of Ratatat fans on his side via his grimy break-neck beats. Built on a wall of sound, as extended intros and outros flooded out the high-end décor of the venue, which only then circulated through the ear...

For about 10 years, Mice Parade have been dipping their toes in the waters of experimental indie-electronic music, always coming out with something new and fresh, or this time, with the self-titled Mice Parade, something comforting. The brains behind the operation point to a New Yorker named Adam Pierce. He started off the band as solo project, releasing a single called “My Funny Friend Scott” in 1998, which eventually led him to the full-length debut entitled The True Meaning of...