These guys sound like they’re stylistically kicking the crap out of The Strokes while smoking Stone Temple Pilots’ cigarettes and listening to the Marvelous 3.
Delicate but not fragile hooks, airy but not ethereal production, ornate but not orchestral string accompaniment, all coming together around bulletproof tunes.
Expecting Fiona Apple-ish, mainstream “girl group slick pop,” I was elated to hear The Ditty Bops’ spin on ragtime/jazz swing/cabaret for the 21st century.
Jupiter & Antenna were epic albums with delectable melodies at their hearts. Perfect Pitch Black hypnotically repeats refrains and riffs, leaving melody behind.
Solea features members and ex-members of Texas Is The Reason, Samiam, Sense Field, Knapsack, and The New Rising Sons. A sweaty, touching, emotional outpouring.
Sigur Rós seem to’ve found a happy medium between drifting and delivering. Plenty of winding, swirling, and euphoric moments, but also a sense of purpose.
The band’s farewell testament, a best-of set live in the studio, capturing the sometimes reinterpretation of old staples and their collective final days.
Instead of taking the listener straight to the destination, Idlewild now take ’em around the ol’ Pecos Ruins, deserted gas stations, and a few graveyards.
Ex-Big D And The Kids Table’s Marc Flynn has returned with The Sharking, the logical continuation of the acoustic stuff he’d dabbling in at the end of Drexel.
Best parts of Midwestern indie rock and the shit I loathe about emo. I love simple breakdown repetitions that unfurl like a winding road through a wooded area.