Album of the Week

Feeding Seahorses By Hand, Billie Marten’s sophomore release, has been feeding my need for the quit and uncluttered. I’d imagine I’ve listened to it through-and-through damn-near every day since its release in April.

Some music by some bands screams out—live! Schlagenheim, the debut album from Black Midi, is one of them.

Music For Staying Warm is Montreal cellist & composer Justin Wright’s first record and it’s filled with music made by violin, viola, cello, and double bass.

Brighton soul singer Celeste rings my bell.

It’s been going like this—play “Cellophane”, the crazy-lovely new single from FKA twigs, cue up Rhye’s Spirit EP next, sit back, and dream.

Some days, nothing short of glorious will do.

Fabulously unfamiliar. Sometimes, some days, I want to hear something fabulously unfamiliar. Past experience has proven that Jac Berrocal often delivers along these lines, even though I’ve come to expect such a thing from him. Familiarity breeds, in this case, continual surprise.

I get music recommendations from all over the place. As time goes on, the number and variety of places has only grown which you could think of as a dream come true. I do.

Loose. At times, I like my music loose. As if the music-making is going on now made by a bunch of people right. . .now.

Otoboke Beaver describe themselves as: “Japanese girls ‘knock out or pound cake’ band.” ‘Nuff said. Sniff!

I hear a big dollop of Machine Gun. A Brötzmann attack served up by James Allsop’s baritone saxophone with pounding percussion as its main foil and electronic crush to fill in the blanks. There is nothing gentle about the band’s new record Gentle Persuaders just […]

After Axpona ended at 4:00PM on Sunday, I went to the hotel bar to say my farewells. I arrived at 4:45 because I spent some extra time listening to music with Michael Vamos and talking to friends along the way including my former boss, Keith […]

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I came to Scott Walker (born Noel Scott Engel; January 9, 1943 – March 22, 2019) late, beginning with 1995’s Tilt. To say that Walker was a singular voice is to state the painfully obvious. To say that Walker touched the people who found his […]

It was bound to happen. Inevitable, really.