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Big Bullet Records is kindly sharing with us another free compilation culled from the tracks of its stable of varied and ever-talented acts. Terminal Ballistics, Volume Two, follows up on 2009’s first volume and shows the indie constellation of stars as compelling as ever, with vital new acts shuffling in next to stalwarts whose sounds have helped define the modern music sound in their region. Read the rest of this entry »
Cheer Up, Numbnuts, the new release from BLACK FAG! (aka, Adam Meisterhans), is a great showcase for the Demon Beat’s guitarist/vocalist. In his role as resident production guru for Big Bullet Records, Meisterhans no doubt has put a lot of time into crafting sounds for other bands and has picked up a few tricks along the way. This CD plays like he’s kept the best nuggets for himself and he’s shouldering aside his bandmates to grab his overdue share of solo laurels. Read the rest of this entry »
I’m not doing a “best songs of the decade” post because, well, there’s still another year left whether anyone admits it or not. No jumping the gun here, no sir. Read the rest of this entry »
Everything on Shit, We’re 23, the third release from Shephersdtown’s the Demon Beat, is so deliberate. And that is absolutely the essential quality for a timeless album. Read the rest of this entry »
Graffiti published my interview with Tucker Riggleman from late June. Thought I may as well post it here too. Read the rest of this entry »
The Resonators’ eponymously titled new EP would’ve been right up my alley when I was 18 and still felt like I had a legion of everday foes (real or imagined, individuals or ideas) to push against. Now more likely I’m the old man who’d chase the band off my lawn. And as much as that bodes poorly for me in the twilight years of my twenties, it underlines what The Resonators bring to their music: Exploding youth and infectious, guitar-laden pop in the classic style of early Weezer or even early, less hook-y Turtles. Enthusiasm and square-shouldered emotionalism laid over a danceable framework, The Resonators is a quartet of catchy tracks by a trio of uncommonly earnest young men. Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve met the members of The Demon Beat individually, and they’re nice, low-key guys. The girls can take them home to mama. So when I spin my thumb around the iPod dial and select the band’s latest release—an eponymously titled EP—I can’t account for the rumbling tractor-trailer of rock that comes out of my earphones. Read the rest of this entry »