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Holy mother organ: these beasts in Philly's Pattern Is Movement are stirring up a free-form ruckus in the KF Old […]

Oh boy, I think it's time to go home. (Pictured: Jay Reatard at Bowery Ballroom, around 1:40 am.)

Back at Bowery Ballroom to see Longwave: a local, Spoon-ish, straight-ahead rock outfit. No beats, no bleeps, nothing but lead,

I wander into Arlene's Grocery around 10 and Nashville singer-songwriter Brooke Waggoner is on stage: red hair, virtuosic piano, sweet, delicate

Oh boy, Friday's turning out to be a whole other ballgame at CMJ, with Pianos, Cake Shop and Merc Lounge

I've heard a fair amount of buzz about San Diego's The Muslims, so was pleasantly surprised to see them on

Sometimes, you need to sacrifice music for Geography, and so instead of schlepping out to Ft.Greene on the slim hope

I was walking past Music Hall of Williamsburg, which hosts weirdo doo-wop-a-billy fiend King Kahn and postpunk vets Mission of Burma

I don't know how many bands from Denmark are invading New York this week, but rather than default to gimmickry