Indie/Alternative Review – Page 22

Mademoiselle – Review

December 21, 2007

You can run this in a rock block with Jerry Cantrell, U2, Jeff Buckley, Be Bop Deluxe, STP, The Mission, Jane’s Addiction, and The Smashing Pumpkins.

Baby Shambles – Shotter’s Nation – Review

December 14, 2007

Where last year’s Down In Albion gave a medicine-headed snapshot of the singer’s opiate use, Shotter’s Nation has a clarity and energy that the former lacked.

The New Amsterdams – At the Foot of My Rival – Review

December 14, 2007

Matt Pryor started The New Amsterdams when The Get Up Kids were still active, devoting his folkier/mellower output to the moniker. They’ve never sounded better.

Greg Thuman – Primal Static – Review

December 14, 2007

The spurting post-Zep string strangle winnowed through The Cult’s resurrection of that feel via the best moments of late ’80’s “hey baby” cock rockery.

Black Francis – Bluefinger – Review

December 7, 2007

To describe Bluefinger as a return to the Pixies as some are saying would be an insult to just how unique this record really is.

Chuck Ragan – Feast or Famine – Review

November 1, 2007

Hot Water Music guitarist/vocalist Chuck Ragan went solo acoustic after the break up, now focusing 100% upon what made the albums riveting: The melodies.

Ryan Ferguson – Only Trying to Help – Review

October 19, 2007

Acoustic chords rife with subtext and vocal lines that kill you with their details. Songs of deep affection and choruses equally addictive and slightly awkward.

Matt Pond PA – Last Light – Review

October 19, 2007

Several Arrows Later hinted they were wishing they were more rockin’, here they sound like they’re trying too hard, and at the expense of the melodies.

Magnet School – Tonight We Drink Tomorrow We Battle the Evil at Hand – Review

October 19, 2007

Catchy alternative rock tunes that would’ve enlightened the hell outta the 120 Minutes crowd in ye olden days. C’mon, they cover a Swervedriver tune!

Officer Roseland – Blast-Off For Kicksville – Review

October 12, 2007

They get your fingers snapping, can stir ska and funk into the soup without tickling your gag reflex, and they can play your wedding or your backyard kegger.