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Power Pyramid - The God Drums

Power Pyramid doesn’t have much patience for nonsense. That appears to be the takeaway from the Oklahoma City quintet’s last 10 months, which brought The God Drums in September, the Insomnia EP in January and its latest, self-titled effort in July.

07/29/2014 | Comments 0

TJ Mayes - "When Love Comes Down"

’50s era rock ’n’ roll had been long overdue for a rebirth. Thankfully, the stockpile of capable luminaries has not been in short supply over the past few years. 

07/23/2014 | Comments 0

Boare - "playdatshit"

The world is in the midst of an electronic music renaissance, and you find most of this boon of producers laying claim to the club-friendly, bass-dropping variety, holing up in the the free-flowing world of hip-hop beatmaking or pitching their tent on the out-there, boundary-pushing EDM camp.
07/23/2014 | Comments 0

Broncho - "Class Historian"

Broncho has never been hurting in the hook department. The success of the trio’s 2011 debut, Can’t Get Past the Lips, was predicated mostly on its ability to marry melodies with kinetic guitar riffs and anarchic energy. Yet we’ve heard nothing to the degree of pure pop catchiness on display in “Class Historian,” the new single from Broncho’s upcoming sophomore album, Just Enough Hip to Be Woman.
07/23/2014 | Comments 0

Manmade Objects - Monuments

No one wants to be forgotten; everyone wants some sort of legacy, a mark they leave behind as they exit this life for whatever lies beyond.

And for as long as there has been death, there have been monuments — whether austere or understated, abstract or concrete, prominent or tucked away in private — erected by the ones they loved to assure that remembrance, at least for a time.
07/15/2014 | Comments 0

SXSW: Buffalo Lounge: Chrome Pony


By Stephen Carradini March 14th, 2012

Chrome Pony
Credits: Stephen Carradini

The lead singer of Chrome Pony announced himself as such; he was dapperly dressed in a pea coat, slacks, and a tie. With the shades he donned, he looked like an agent from the Matrix, sent down to police the assembled masses by subduing them with sludgy dance music. By the time that he covered "Nightclubbing," making the titular event sound absolutely like something I would never want to do, I was half-convinced that my own fantasy was true.

The band was large: three guitars, a bassist, a female vocalist, drummer and Chrome Pony himself. They created an interlocking sound that made it hard to tell which guitarist was playing what; but it didn't matter too much. Chrome Pony was in the business of making large, sweeping moments, and in that he/them succeeded entirely. The band's sound seemed to be delivered through Chrome Pony with a sort of righteous zeal; the inability to see his eyes behind the shades made the act even more "other" from us. And that's the way they liked it, it seems. Impressive mix of sound and event.

(They went on last night; I didn't get to their post because I had to go catch my ride. And, you know, sleep.)
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