What keeps Molasses from sounding like a tired rendition of old folk numbers is the alien sense of dread and foreboding just below the surface.
Blue Wonder Power Milk is comparable to Hooverphonic’s past accomplishment, though not nearly as dark.
By the middle of the CD, I was beginning to really look forward to hearing someone from this stable of artists take on something downtempo and textured.
Each track blends into the other, providing constant music for dancing.
There were several times throughout the film where you’ll either shake your head in disbelief at how awful it is, or you’ll just find yourself wondering how Belt can be that cool.
Imagine something akin to DJ Shadow… if he’d spent more time listening to Seefeel instead of Grandmaster Flash.
Though hundreds of miles from the ocean, Los Straitjackets echo the feel of rushing waves hovering over your head in their impressive debut.
A sense of refuge allows for a recording as sparse, mysterious, and intimate as this one.
It might be just what you need at 10:30 on a Sunday night.
The Elevator Division’s music is rife with atmosphere, but it’s tempered by the edge the band brings to their songwriting.
It’s a rocket into the future while it also makes you realize why you loved music in the past.
John Lennon’s son shows off songwriting skills that are as impressive as those of the former Beatle.
Kim Lenz and the Jaguars have an effective tone that almost any rockabilly fan would find tempting.
Lollo Rosso moves in odd directions at times, but it definitely represents the unique style and talent of the High Llamas.
It’s music for late nights, when it feels like you’re the only one up and noone else cares, when your eyes are burning and your body is screaming for sleep.
I think we’ll all be hard-pressed at year’s end to find an album quite as inspired (and inspiring) as this one.
So much goes on within each track that The Fawn begs to be carefully listened to over and over again.
A beat-heated delight that one may hear snippets of amidst the flashing lights of a discotheque.
This is probably the strongest example of the songwriting and musical talent Luscious Jackson possessed.
Putting out soundtracks as records implies they are indeed good enough to stand on their own, and I’m not convinced this one can.