Local Review: Agape – Self-titled EP

Local Review: Agape – Self-titled EP
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Agape Self-titled EP Agape = (ABBA + I Am the World Trade Center + Wesley Willis) x (insert any GSL band here) One might compare Agape to Gold Standard Laboratory Records bands, and yeah, that’d be accurate, but one-man-band Ryan Powers kind of leaves ’em all in the dust if you ask me. (Ask me.)

Local Review: The Awesome Possum Band – Blendn’ In

Local Review: The Awesome Possum Band – Blendn’ In
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The Awesome Possum Band Blendn’ In  The Awesome Possum Band = Willie Nelson + Tenacious D + The Frogs Quirky alt-country with deep redneck roots sounds like it came straight from the heart of Alabama moonshine country. Songs are about Blue, the hound dog, corndogs, crawdads, prison and the office. Covers include the Southern-accented “Wish

Local Review: Gift Anon – Mum’s the Word

Local Review: Gift Anon – Mum’s the Word
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Gift Anon Mum’s the Word Gift Anon = Radiohead + Sunny Day Real Estate Scattered offbeat drumming blends perfectly with guitar strumming that gets chunky like Radiohead sometimes (“Heaven Help Us”) and jagged and slanted, like peaks on a marathon-runner’s heart monitor, at othes. Heaps of reverb helps the darkness go down smooth and sugary,

Local Review: The Invisible Rays – Self-Titled

Local Review: The Invisible Rays – Self-Titled
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The Invisible Rays Self-Titled Feroz Records IR = the Damned + Graves + the Corleones The Invisible Rays play often-slow, almost dirge-ish creep punk filled with plodding buzzsaw bass riffs, mournful or shouted vocals and sometimes-droning-sometimes-rocking synths. Their upbeat songs are much more tolerable than the slow ones, and I’m actually in favor of axing

Local Review: Iota – Three Tons

Local Review: Iota – Three Tons
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Iota Three Tons InSonicBloom Iota = Clutch + Fireball Ministry Iota, who, again, just to drive the point home, should be signed to Small Stone, combine the fast, catchy stoner fury of such luminaries as Fu Manchu and Clutch (“Demon Seed/Last Ride”) with slower, driving head-bobbingness that recalls Acid King (but not quite as slow).

Local Review: Medicine Circus – Bottle Rockets of Emotion

Local Review: Medicine Circus – Bottle Rockets of Emotion
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Medicine Circus Bottle Rockets of Emotion Medicine Circus = Big Star + T. Rex + Alice in Chains Medicine Circus combines the best of 90s alt-rock with some grunge, catchy, accessible hooks, some technical sweeteners and 60s psychedelia. There is something mainstream and not-mainstream about it; it echoes the better moments of Vertical Horizon and

Local Review: Mushman – Eddie Do

Local Review: Mushman – Eddie Do
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Mushman Eddie Do Kitefishing Productions Mushman = Simon and Garfunkel + Puff the Magic Dragon Quirky feelgood, almost childish lyrics, many of which are centered around this Eddie character, twine their way around sparse, intricate guitar work to produce an album people could be singing around the indie-rock campfire for years. Nerdy and sensitive, sometimes

Local Review: Never Never – EP + LP

Local Review: Never Never – EP + LP
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Never Never EP + LP NN = My Chemical Romance + Cathedral The vocals of Never Never are the metal equivalent of screamo—one minute (or at least half of the record) is intimate-disturbing-melodic crooning, the next is guttural screams. It’s a catch-22 because during the quiet parts are the only times that you can understand the

Local Review: The Second Opinion – Flesh Except Dust

Local Review: The Second Opinion – Flesh Except Dust
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The Second Opinion Flesh Except Dust Second Opinion = Mayhem + Burzum + Aodl + Ramsses + Skullflowers I think with a name like Second Opinion, I was expecting West Valley nü-metal crap trying to redeem itself with second-rate female vocals. O how far from the truth. Open your arms to chilling industrial/noise that seems

Local Review: Drew Danburry – Besides

Local Review: Drew Danburry – Besides
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Drew Danburry Besides … Drew Danburry = Elliott Smith + Bright Eyes Drew Danburry vulnerable, naked-heart-on-the-sleeve, psychologically-helpless indie-rock folk spillings—it’s not bad, alright? But the song titles are the best part: “It Starts With Indigo, Orange and Green,” “It Ends with Red, Violet and Orange,” “Coming Around Like the Karate Kid.” It’s best when Drew