On 11th proper studio record, James Hetfield is riffing like a mother on songs that run on too long. Nothing groundbreaking, but there’s crunch-crunch aplenty.
Everyone who pays attention to heavy rock knows the duo as Lars Ulrich’s kids, but these little shits eschew metal pretension for Jack White Stollsteimer basics.
Vanity is Starflyer 59’s 16th full release, and it’s treading the same ground as the last four, except without a near-great tune like “Young in My Head.”
Kim and Kelley Deal make difficult music. This is tough sledding at first – like much good and great music – but it’s interesting and at times, very good.
Whatever Gordon Gano’s been doing to preserve that awful tenor of his should be patented. On last year’s EP, Happy New Year, he’s never sounded better.
Hey, Killer is the most consistent Local H record since 2002’s Here Comes the Zoo and the band’s best since at least 2004’s Whatever Happened to P.J. Soles?