New review. New AOTM.
New review. New AOTM.
Self-titled release from Heather Maloney. If Bob Dylan came back as a woman, I'm pretty sure she would be close. Check it out!
Kayo Dot: Coffins on Io
One of the premier prog-metal bands, known for their heady recombination of genres ranging from death metal to jazz, goes full Blade Runner. A grower, but a powerful one.
Falcon (Ex-Circle) - Leviaton
Circle are the ultimate chameleon band, Finnish pranksters with impeccable musical chops. They usually veer towards metal/motorik/rock - ism's, but this 2014 release finds them delving into a much more folk-y realm while still flexing their krautrock muscles ala' Can's Future Days-era. This band continually challenges and satisfies in ways that few others do these days...the cyclical jam hypnotism of Lungfish with the adventurous metal crunch that 80's hair metal afficionados love...no, demand... It's some good stuff.
Dub Incorporation - Hors Control
I was looking back in my library to get some new music on my cell when i found this gem. These guys have a very great reggea vibe with solid lyrics. It helps if you can understand french even thought the album is bilangual.
Smashing Pumpkins' Siamese Dream is my album of the month. I am listening to the entire album at once for the first time on CD. Disarm is easily my favorite track along with Cherub Rock, Geek USA and Today. The singer has such a unique voice to listen to and I really like it.
Final album of the month per my blog:
Dang, I didn't know Torche had a new album out. I'll have to give that a listen. Anyways, been out of this game for a little while, but this is a good thread, so I want to hop back in. My album of the month is:
Protomen: Act II - The Father of Death
I hope you like your rock overblown and cheesy! A fantastic hard rock concept album (concerning the origins of several Mega Man characters) that possesses more brash swagger than just about any other album of the past decade. And it does more than just rock real good: twinges of spaghetti western and synthpop are woven seamlessly throughout, glued together by excellent songwriting and driving arena rock drama, the latter of which you may not have heard in possession of such un-ironic, potent virility since the 80s. And beneath all of its rolling bluster, soaring climaxes, and re-configuration of retro culture is a story with surprising and chilling tragic heft. Manly tears will be shed. Fists shall be pumped. You've found your new exercise music. I dare you to try and procrastinate while listening to this.