Los Angeles sister-duo Bleached have been punkin out for quite some time now, but just released their debut full-length Ride Your Heart, on April 2nd. Jennifer and Jessie Clavin dig through crates of 70’s garage rock LP’s to cut and paste and smattering of nostalgic guitar-driven influences on their new album.
A little while ago I realized why I like Iceage so much. It isn’t their music per se, although I totally love both their albums. And it isn’t their exotic teenage…
By Nick Cox Photo Credit: Ellie Molitor Detroit, it seems, has a way of putting things into perspective. Ryan Spencer, the frontman of Motor City three-piece Jamaican Queens, spent the bulk of a recent Q&A with Noisey talking about the sort of hair-raising danger he lives with everyday. “I hear stories from friends (and acquaintances) […]
10. They’re brand new Their first show ever was Allston Pudding’s own New Year’s Eve pizza party at Pizzeria Regina (I was there—it was BANANAS). I’d be surprised if they’ve played ten since then. If you’re the sort of person who likes to brag to your friends about how you liked a band before they […]
AP Writer Nick Cox caught up with Rhett Miller of the Old 97s after their show at The Sinclair on March 11th
It’s 9pm on 3/11, the second night of the Old 97’s two-night engagement at The Sinclair. The crowd—not sold-out, as it was the night before, but still sizable and enthusiastic—is massing expectantly at the front, the roadies have finished prepping the stage, and the headliners, the legendary Old 97’s, who celebrate their 20th birthday this year, […]
So the other Monday, March 4th, I was struck with the sudden urge to dance my face off, an urge so powerful that I found myself compelled, Pied-Piper-style, out of the cozy burg of Somerville and all the way across the river to Great Scott to hear a whopping THREE of the baker’s-dozen bands on […]
Going high-concept is a risky move for a band that is still finding its feet. Grandiose notions can collapse all too easily into superficial gimmickry if a young band gets caught up in them before it has mastered the basics. A cursory glance at Velah might easily arouse the suspicion that they have fallen into this very trap…
So I popped into the Middle East Upstairs for an evening of all-female rock ‘n’ roll. Yes, let’s just get it out there and be done with it: all four bands that took the stage that night—Tomboy, Slutever, Hilly Eye, and Potty Mouth—consisted entirely of women. Whoop-dee-fucking-doo-on-a-stick. Now that’s all I’m going to say about that, because the sex of that Monday night’s performers was not the point of the show…
Monday night’s Modern Hut/Waxahatchee show, originally booked at Allston’s fabled Dreamhaus, was moved last-minute to Charlie’s Kitchen on account of an unfortunate burglary. So off I went to good old Harvard Square to sip Narragansett and take in a night of wildly incongruous but consistently enjoyable music…