Thursday 31 Jul
CD reviews

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: The Felix Culpa

Chicago's finest rock band throws down

By Stephen Carradini March 19th, 2011
If you ever come to SXSW and don't have any idea what to do or where to go, just cruise 6th Street from Red River to Congress. You will find something you like. As I left Adebisi Shank's show, I started checking out the line-ups from the prodigious amount of bars on the strip and noticed, to my absolute astonishment, that The Felix Culpa was playing in forty-five minutes in the bar I was standing outside. 

I've been listening to Chicago-based The Felix Culpa since 2004, but I had yet to see a show of theirs. But for the second time in a day, I was blown away by a post-hardcore band that I had no expectation whatsoever of seeing. The Felix Culpa plays long, intricate tunes that have more parts in them than a whole car: Their entire set consisted of three very lengthy songs. These guys have songwriting chops like I've never heard, and they put them on full display in their show.  

"Escape the Mountain, Lest Thou Be Consumed" played out like a novel in song form, with hard-charging high points, solitary valleys, and everything in between. The band pounded through the tunes with passion, never letting a second go by without a yelled vocal, a swung guitar or some other expression of their fervor. Their sung melodies, screams and instrumental work each were hitting on all cylinders, resulting in an incredible, highlight set. I plan on seeing them again, because the set was just that good. 

If you like artistic, complex, deep rock music that skews toward hard but doesn't camp out there, The Felix Culpa is your band. You need to know them. That's really all there is to it. 
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