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IndianGiver - Understudies

There’s a difference between being derivative and being inspired by something, a line a lot of artists can’t seem to find — or at least don’t care to.
04/22/2014 | Comments 0

Dustin Prinz - Eleven

Few musicians take the time to master their instrument in the way that Oklahoma City singer-songwriter Dustin Prinz has; he’s a guitar virtuoso in every sense of the word, and Eleven gives him the chance to show just how far he can push that skill.
04/15/2014 | Comments 0

Horse Thief – Fear in Bliss

Listening to Horse Thief’s previous release — the haphazardly melodramatic Grow Deep, Grow Wild — felt like a chore. Whatever potential the Oklahoma City folk-pop act demonstrated on the EP was obscured behind a formulaic, contrived and ultimately hollow cloud. But it at least offered a glimmer of promise for a band consisting of, frankly, five pretty talented dudes. Critics saw it; the band’s management saw it; its current label, Bella Union, saw it; and its increasingly fervid fan base saw it.
04/08/2014 | Comments 0

Colourmusic — May You Marry Rich

There’s always a sense of danger when debuting songs in a live setting and playing them well. Without having heard the studio versions, expectations are set according to the live incarnations. But capturing the breadth of free-flowing atmosphere and sheer volume on a disc, vinyl or digital file isn’t the easiest thing to do, especially for a band as vociferous as Colourmusic.
04/01/2014 | Comments 0

Em and the MotherSuperiors — Churches into Theaters

As titles go, Churches into Theaters is an apt descriptor for the debut album from Oklahoma City rockers Em and the MotherSuperiors. It’s a reverential record, one that shares the gospel of classic rock, blues and soul but embraces the need to refashion it for modern times, channeling The Dead Weather, Grace Potter and Cage the Elephant along the way.
03/25/2014 | Comments 0
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Soundcheck: Junebug Spade — Extra Virgin Olive Oil

Matt Carney September 14th, 2011

Don’t worry, rock kids. Now on EP No. 3, Oklahoma City’s Junebug Spade is still the same, early British, vaguely psychedelic, throwback band that Oasis returned to fashion in the ’90s — the kind of band that kills with simple, original guitar riffs and lyrics about ... well, girls mostly.

Things crackle to life on this short disc, goofily titled “Extra Virgin Olive Oil,” by layering Peter Seay’s great, big, grinning voice over his vintage, red dirt-crunching guitars (reinforced by fellow riffing ace AJ Sadeghi), which lick their way across the opening track, “Aborigine.”

“EVOO” makes for a fun, heavily stoned 18 minutes of music, from the off-kilter rhythm of “My Lover” to “Public Display of Affection”’s appropriately playful tempo and the conflicting guitars on “She’s Mine,” which seem to be engaged in a pretty heated argument.

The EP creeps along at a lecherous pace, and seethes with as much romantic desire as it does self-destruction. So it’s pretty much in line with most of the music the Rolling Stones ever recorded. Locally, Junebug Spade seems to compare as The Pretty Black Chains’ stoner cousins.

The album’s out now, and you can snag it for $5 at —Matt Carney

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