Dude, My Ears Hurt
Dear Andrew WK, Your Santos Party House is a very nice-looking venue, and you've obviously spared no expense in your lights and sound. But, dude, does it really need to […]
Something Different
I don't usually go for rap, but it's the soon-to-close Knitting Factory, and it's festival time, so wtf? Before it gets all crazy, an old timer gets up there and
Deadly Duo
Holy mother organ: these beasts in Philly's Pattern Is Movement are stirring up a free-form ruckus in the KF Old Office. At one point, it looked like the drummer –
Saturday Night Statement
Ok, maybe its context, but I'm just going to put it out there: the progressive arm of indie rock – the one that veers into loops, distortion and beats –
Mass Appeal
"I've not written a Mass, I've written a theater piece about a Mass." Leonard Bernstein I took a much-needed time out from CMJ this afternoon to ride up to the
Enough Already
Oh boy, I think it's time to go home. (Pictured: Jay Reatard at Bowery Ballroom, around 1:40 am.)
Straight Up
Back at Bowery Ballroom to see Longwave: a local, Spoon-ish, straight-ahead rock outfit. No beats, no bleeps, nothing but lead, rhythm, bass, drums, vocals. Extremely tight. And they soar. And I
Pretty Time
I wander into Arlene's Grocery around 10 and Nashville singer-songwriter Brooke Waggoner is on stage: red hair, virtuosic piano, sweet, delicate voice. With strings and bass, it all sounds very much
Amateur Night
Oh boy, Friday's turning out to be a whole other ballgame at CMJ, with Pianos, Cake Shop and Merc Lounge all claiming to be sold out. Excuse me, but where