Anthemic rock is alive and well in Louisville Kentucky. Wax Fang serves up the listener a dish or huge guitar driven epic indie. A blend of almost classic rock with a touch of folk and almost tongue in cheek lyrics with a commanding and powerful vocal delivery. Lead singer Scott Carney barks sweetly, a blend of your parents golden retriever, a drill Sergent and every 70’s English punk band. Beyond this the music is hard to describe, one moment Carney is singing a light melody over a sparkling guitar line, the next we’re assaulted with what feels like one hundred floor toms bashing away at your ear drums. Guitars are looped and relooped, the repetition so so sweet. You can check them out here and two awesome handed picked songs below.
“To every glassy-eyed teenage runaway; to every pot-smoking trust fund baby in search of ‘the authentic’; to every sweaty, dreadlocked, patchouli-wearing, unemployed bassist with an underfed pit-bull and vicious body odor-we want to say to you: come home.”
Novels has finally given up the ghost and allowed their fans to download their whole album for free! There is a catch however. You must follow these insturctions carefully:
Step 1:
Click here to download the whole Novels album.
Share those CDs with strangers. Hide them at the supermarket! Leave them at your doctor’s office! Have fun with it!
Step 6:
Send us an email with a photo and the city of where you hid the CDs. Send us a photo of the random person you shared a disc with! We will put it up on the blog!
I for one am so so happy about this, so lets all do the right thing and burn Cd’s for our friends and brighten up their week, if there is any Cd that could do that, it would be this one!
Hello Dolly! Just happened to stumble upon these awesome live Spider Bags videos, portraying them in all their Raleigh North Carolina glory, playing a dive bar in new york only a few months ago. Crack a PBR and enjoy the shit out of this awesome 3 song set.
My deepest apologies for the 3 people who read this on a weekly basis! We’ve slackened a bit, but that does not mean we’ve forgotten. I think instead of one off daily posts, we will bring you more interesting and nice posts a couple times a week. Quality not quantity. So as a special treat, here are three songs that have really grabbed me recently. First off, Bear Hands channels Isaac Brock, followed by a brand new New Pornographers song off their up and coming album and to finish it all off, Pattern Is Movement with an awesome math rock drum track set to sparse and dainty keyboards and powerful vocals.
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I also apologize for the lack of posts as of late, but hopefully some solid tunes will be the peace offering that you need. Starting us off is one of By the End of Tonight’s more melodic tracks, followed by jj, a Swedish band that showed up on a ton of “Best of 2009″ lists but I failed to even know they existed. Finishing us off is my biggest singer/songwriter crush, Mariee Sioux, who is probably my absolute favourite female vocalist.
Hey ya’ll. It’s like 14 degrees outside my office right now, and I’m taking as many smoke breaks as possible to enjoy a sit in the sunshine. To perfectly compliment this day, here is a brand new Ruby Suns track called Cranberries. Ruby Suns are a Bluegrassish fav, particularly attributed to Slobby who may or may not have heard this dance masterpiece, so ENJOY!
Few bands stir up feelings of drunken teenage nights and subtle rebellion like Japanther. I am literally in love with these Brooklyn fuzz-punkers. So much so I can barley think of words to describe how excited I was to hear they had a new album coming out March 2nd entitled Rock n’ Roll Ice Cream. Japanther flew out to L.A to produce their new album with former Madonna and Pink Floyd producer Micheal Blum, does this make any sense to anyone? Acordding to the Village Voice Japanther rejected Blums 10,000 dollar microphones only to sing into their own home made telephone mics…rad. Also a new member has joined the name, Annita Sparrow who adds some great female vocal harmonies to what was once such a minimal band. I’ve heard one song, and it rules. So here it is.
My love for Julie Doiron started at an early age, around 16. My boss at the mall clothing store I worked at passed me a cd, “Shotgun + Jaybird plus Julie Randoms” Scribbled across the front with girlish hearts and doodles occupying the rest of the space. We would listen to it quietly, unplugging the company controlled radio and coughing loudly when Julie would yell cuss words. I still have that cd, and although I own almost all Shotgun and Jaybird/Julie albums, there are still quite a few songs only that cd can provide. Before this Biltmore show I had never seen Julie and I must I admit I had high expectations, not in a critical way, in a loving way. I felt like I was watching a good friend preform and had an almost giddy feeling when Julie walked past in the bar. Surprisingly an early 8:00pm show on Saturday night was still sold out and the line to buy tickets was down the street. When the curtain finally lifted to expose the pig-tailed and messy Julie, black Les-Paul in hand and amp cranked to 10, I noticed another familiar face. The keyboardist for the Constantines is now Julies backing band, god damn what a treat that was. Hightlights included Snow In November, Borrowed Mini-Vans, a cover of Ladyhawks “Teenage Love Song”, and Consolation Prize. Not to mention a treat from her newest project Daniel, Fred and Julie featuring Fred of Shotgun and Jaybird, and Daniel of Attack In Black. And then it was over, the crowed briefly parted only to gather around tighter this time for Bowerbirds who took to the stage quite quickly. The mood was soft and Bowerbirds preformed perfectly, accordion and light acoustic guitar bouncing off one another while all four members sang in lovely harmonies. Highlights of this set included Silverclouds, Chimes, a rowdy anti-olympic cheer, a drunken fellow double fisting PBR constantly leaning into me for support and the crowd pleaser of the night, an energetic version of the song Crooked Lust which I loved. And that was it, we where ushered out of the venue to make room for the gang of people lined up the block to see Attack In Black who where scheudled to preform only 45 minutes afterwards. I give this show 4 PBR’s out of 5.
As reported two weeks prior , Jay Retard passed away on January 13th 2010. As most people where, I was deeply saddened to discover the loss of someone bursting with so much talent and life. Today the Memphis Commercial Appeal confirmed that Jay Retards death was caused by “cocaine toxicity” and alcohol. To me this did not come as much of a shock, despite the rumors of a possible homicide, an overdose seemed to be the most logical answer to a 29 year old dying in their sleep. I’m still not quite sure if this knowledge makes me feel better or worse, at least I am now able to stop speculating. Jay, we miss you.
