One part evil, three-fifths blind.
One part evil, three-fifths blind.
The Jack White Experience produces another successful experiment.
We got the money! We got the money now!
You can find her screaming along with the ghosts, reminds you she’s the one that you need the most.
The band that I feel I should really like more but… erases the but.
Easily one of my favorite “new” finds of this decade.
I’d tell you, but you need to understand the new slang to get it.
This is love, this is love that I’m feeling.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I still turned out to be a huge Babyshambles fan, didn’t I?
The humans of Parquet Courts have banged out yet another remarkably consistent performance.
Highly unique yet strangely comforting? Just ask the king of the carrot flowers.
An early ‘80s gem with a super unique sound coming out of the gloom of the Pacific Northwest.
Garage rock with the perfect concoction of indie, moody pop, and psychedelic influences.
Intelligently hook-driven, guitar rock. But, you know, also fun.
Record scratches, catchy pop hooks, and Indian influences that will butter the soul.
It grooves and clicks and jumps like a fanciful anxious thought, beautiful and foreboding.
Listen to this on a battered cassette player for maximum effect.
The magic of the live and acoustic setting shines through for Natalie Merchant and crew.
It’s gorgeous and piercing and moving all at once.
Do you believe in this sweet sensation? You should.
This one trucks (vans?), hammers, and stomps.
A highly pleasurable mix of mid-‘90s tunes and one absolute stunner.
What eludes easy definition becomes a core strength.
Even upon a midnight eerie, you’re not gonna want to give this album a run-around.
Heads will rock n’ roll to this one.
Much more than a standard issue album handed out at my undergrad college dorms.
Hits that perfect sweet spot between alt rock and garage rock.
Fantastic, aggressive, riot grrrl punk rock.
Inviting, energetic, and catchy pop punk.
A pop grunge vibe that completely works.
Lots of AiC in slower-paced grunge mode? Yes please.
Mellow, optimistic roots rock with perfect vocals from Darius Rucker.
I’ll call it up when I’m… in any number of states.
What’s difficult to define and describe becomes essential to why I’m drawn to it.
They keep it low, they keep it hot, they keep heads covered.
Legit excellent world music, alt rock, funk, and pop from an eclectic group of bands and musicians.
Meshes traditional Irish sounds with a propulsive punk sensibility. In short, a bottle of smoke.
A supergroup with real chemistry. An album that’s deeply affecting and melancholy and cool.
Daydream, I fell asleep amid the flowers.
Whether this is country or rock or blues or whatever, it’ll make you say, “Hell yeah.”
Sure, it’s the “Nothing Compares 2 You” album, but there’s a range of Celtic-influenced rock and gorgeous pure pop to enjoy besides.
Folk rock that bridges the gap from the 1960s to the Lilith Fair generation.
It’s rangy and genre bend-y. It’s electronic and lounge-y and rock and dance-y and then it’s an ethereal kind of something else.
Let’s get nuts. Let’s spend some money.
It gets under your skin, holding a dark, rocking, and compelling power.
It’s delicate (grunge?), but it all clicks.
Because sometimes music can save your life, and sometimes music can save a best 1,000 albums ever list (or both?).
Melancholy yet upbeat, accessible yet deeply indie.
Variety and range, from hardcore punk to an acoustic jam that you could almost imagine being on a 1980s-era Midnight Oil record.
An unusual musical locale that’s hard to nail down, but well worth the journey.