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A 15 minute sound collage of songs ranging anywhere from 10 to 60 seconds in length. ADD by Decrepit Tapess

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After a substantial delay caused by computer issues the Robert Pollard podcast is finally ready for your listening pleasure. This particular podcast features between track commentary from yours truly. My hope is that people who have previously written off Bob's post-GBV solo career will find something to love and will investigate some of his newer material further. Feedback on how future podcasts

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Today's podcast focuses on singles released by Creation Records. Lots of great stuff here from bands who may not have gotten as much notoriety as "first tier" Creation bands. 5-6-11 - Creation Records by Decrepit Tapess After conducting an informal poll via Twitter people have commented that they would like to have future podcasts with commentary rather than just being straight music.

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Decrepit Tapes returns with a 90 minute podcast trip down memory lane with the classic songs of Siltbreeze Records 5.1.11 Episode - Siltbreeze Records by decrepittapes

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Way too much is made these days of looking back, memory, social network fantasias. What a bummer, cause reality s a bad experience and 2012 is on deck; we deserve whatever we get. Evolve or erode, dudes. LA visigoths Robedoor slip into another sinkhole of voidist shadow-rock with Pacific Drift, three new tracks recorded across the last greylight winter. The A side stirs into a jazzy apocalypto

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The closest thing to a lo-fi national anthem you're ever likely to hear, Bill Callahan succinctly distills the sum totality of the home-recording aesthetic into one side of a 7" single with "A Hit." Singing, "It's not gonna be a hit, so why bother with it?/Just lay it down and forget about it," he captures both the limitless creative freedom and severely limited commercial prospects that shape

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Pavement's most famous bootleg that is considered by many to be just as essential as their official releases. Featuring live tracks from their 2 night December stand at the Brixton Academy in 1992 as well as select tracks from their Reading Festival appearance that same year. This bootleg features two tracks that never made it on to an album or deluxe re-issue (Teenage Piss Party & Black Walls)

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This is classic Mountain Goats: songs about broken (or soon to be broken) relationships, food, and flora rendered in vivid detail and recorded straight to boom box. Atop characteristically ragged and percussive guitar playing, John Darnielle works wonders of condensation, creating lively, complex characters in less than three minutes. Despite the flag on the cover and hilarious liner notes about

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An unusual and striking document of the FSA live experience, In Search of Spaces consists of instrumental snippets from a series of shows in the early '90s with a rotating lineup, including Matt Elliott of Third Eye Foundation. The number of shows FSA has ever done is nearly nil to begin with, and no live line-up was ever quite the same. Corpus Hermeticum/A Handful of Dust mainman Bruce Russell

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For many punk rock enthusiasts, Boston isn't the first city that comes to mind when thinking of American cities that boasted a strong punk scene in the late '70s and early '80s. While Los Angeles, New York, and San Francisco were famous for their punk scenes, Boston's punk scene didn't enjoy nearly as much publicity. But make no mistake: Boston was a punk hotbed back then, and Modern Method

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After nearly 5 years (2 w/ Kiwi Tapes + 3 with this blog) I think I have reached the point where I can say that the "full album" download blog concept has run it's course and it's time for something new. My goal has always been to provide rabid music fans with an outlet to find interesting music that may have otherwise gone unheard or unappreciated. Looking back I think it would be fair to

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A soundtrack released in 1996 by Palace Soundtracks (aka Will Oldham, Palace Music, Palace Brothers, etc.) for the 1998 film The Broken Giant directed by Estep Nagy. The release features the highly under rated Palace tunes "Black/Rich Tune" and "The Risen Lord".

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Hard Black Thing was a Columbus, Ohio, quartet featuring Sam Esh (former Woodruff Ave. block captain, now mayor of a small unnamed hamlet near Savannah, Georgia), Mike Rep (Quotas, True Believers, etc.) Stu Sinn & Roger Time (both from the Harry Patt Band). Soundwise, HBTs side is a stumbling, white-knuckled barrel ride through myriad soundscapes as diverse as Amon Dl, Kalacakra, Portsmouth

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A collection of lo-fi demo recordings made for Bonnie "Prince" Billy's spectacular The Letting Go album. A must have for fans of the album and anyone looking for newer Oldham recordings that capture the level of intimacy that the earlier Palace recordings do.

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I had the Regent Theatre tape which fills one side of this and I really thought it was good enough on it's own, if a little short. So the aim was to fill the other side and get it out. Alastair had recorded Timebomb in 1986 and had it turned down by Flying Nun, but no solo stuff had been released. As Plagal Grind was pretty slow to get off the ground, this tape seemed like a good stop-gap. The

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No other group within the so-called "New Weird America" scene has covered so much stylistic ground as Tower Recordings. Much like the Holy Modal Rounders did 30 years before them, Tower has attempted to re-image and rework traditional folk ballads, seeing old standards through a modern, psychedelic lens. They have also tried, to varying degrees of success, a kind of chugging psych-stomp, free

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For his third album, Nighthawks at the Diner, Tom Waits set up a nightclub in the studio, invited an audience, and cut a 70-minute, two-LP set of new songs. It's an appropriate format for compositions that deal even more graphically and, for the first time, humorously with Waits' late-night world of bars and diners. The love lyrics of his debut album had long since given way to a comic lonely-guy

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"The single must be a distillation of one's powers, the most exciting slice of noise a person can cram between the lip of the disc and the edge of the label," writes Superchunk frontman Mac McGaughan in the sleeve notes to Tossing Seeds; the 13 7" sides which make up this collection deliver everything McGaughan promises and much more, capturing the essence of American indie rock in the

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Helium's first full-length album expands on Timony's feminist lyrical bent and adds more colors to the band's musical palette. Full of what Timony calls "cartoon and monster movie music," The Dirt of Luck is a tight, focused album that is also diverse. The sludgy "Pat's Trick" mingles with the sweet-sounding and sweetly named "Honeycomb," which shares space with the nasty-sultry sounds of "Medusa

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The second of GBV's aborted releases from 1992, The Corpse Like Sleep of Stupidity represents sort of a weird middle ground between Back to Saturn X and the album that would eventually be released from this era, 1992's Propeller. Where Propeller had a rather deliberate sequencing of big studio rock songs that gradually shifted over to lo-fi 4-track numbers as the album progressed, this album

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The history of rock music is filled with one-hit wonders and debut albums left without a follow-up. Most of those just had the fate they deserved, some were the results of early disbanding or mismanagement. Linda Perhacs' Parallelograms belongs to none of those categories. The singer/songwriter spent all her inspiration on this gem, simple as that. It sits there on the shelf, a life's compendium,

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A New Zealand avant/experimental/drone band with members of The Renderers, The Stumps, Black Boned Angel, Eye, Sleep, Ray Off, Three Forks, etc. Think Destroy All Monsters meets The Dead C.

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The lone vinyl-only Siltbreeze release from the ultra prolific Phil Todd otherwise known to you as Ashtray Navigations. Between the band name and the album title, you should pretty much know what you are getting yourself into with this one. These lengthy guitar drones are extremely impressive in their texture and density, especially on the opening number "Dead X-Mas On Earth". The Wire's David

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The GBV aborted albums posts will resume later this week. I have found upgrades for some of my sources so it's going to take a little extra time to compile.

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The second aborted album in GBV's time line, Back to Saturn X was one of two albums that were slated to be released in 1992 but were shitcanned at the last minute. The album prior Same Place The Fly Got Smashed saw GBV to begin to go further down the road of home recording and begin to explore darker themes centered heavily around drinking (who would've thought?). Many have argued (myself

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The following is the first in a series of aborted GBV albums posts that I will be making in the coming weeks. Anyone who has even the slightest familiarity with Guided By Voices knows that Bob Pollard is an ultra prolific song writer. Bob himself has admitted on many occasions over the years that part of this is due to his own impatience. He doesn't like to dwell on single song for very long

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Tobin Sprout & Greg Demos of GBV

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Feature: Gaunt, Belreve, V-3, Greenhorn

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Sic Alps make music with their eyes on the past but their feet firmly in the present. Bits of psychedelia, folk, garage, punk and other fuh fairly well flow from their fingers, seamlessly worked together to render easy categorizations pointless. Over the course of numerous singles and albums on such fine labels as Siltbreeze, Mt St Mtn and Woodsist, Sic Alps' Mike Donovan and Matt Hartman have

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Starts later today...

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Suck on the Pastels compiles a number of singles released by the band from 1983-1985, as well as a three-song BBC session from 1984. In the liner notes, Stephan Pastel alludes to the general apathy of the band throughout this period, also explaining the general poor recording conditions in which most of these songs were birthed. The band's laconic tendencies were matched by their arrogant

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A five-song EP bristling with energy and pummeling guitars, Metal Circus is the first indication of Hüsker Dü's greatness. With these five songs, the band shows more invention, skill, and melody than it did over the course of a full album with Everything Falls Apart, and both Bob Mould and Grant Hart emerge as significant songwriters. While they both stay within hardcore conventions on Metal

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Beginning and almost ending with an interpretation of the title track, a lesser known collaboration from the mid-century musical figures Victor Young and Harold Adamson, China Gate, edited down from one lengthy recording session, finds Cul de Sac fully coming into its own. Smack-dab in the middle of a post-rock craze which the band itself had no real part in or immediate affinity for, the

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Death Rides a Pale Cow is an excellent, 22-track overview of the Dead Milkmen's career, containing all of their cult classics -- "Bitchin' Camaro," "Instant Club Hit (You'll Dance to Anything)," "Punk Rock Girl," "Smokin' Banana Peels" -- plus the previously unreleased "Labor Day" and "Milkmen Stomp," which was previously only available on a self-released cassette. For the curious or the casual

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A patient, layered, crypnagogic odyssey through a dystopian parallel universe metropolis glittering with towers of neon and cabalistic pawn shops (run by sharks like Rico) and outside-the-law loners down on their luck (enter Gordon), this is Ettinger’s weirdest and most baroque soundtrack to date. Wonky, echoing synths pitter-patter arpeggiated messages of retro-futuristic melancholy and blade

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Misery may love company but the reverse is true as well. And few improv-y crews are as adept at coaxing delicious smoky noir heartbreak as City Terrace quartet Low Light Situations. It only takes a couple turtlenecks, two beards, three folding chairs, one clarinet, and a single sizzle-chain for these itinerant east LA session players to slow-roast a set’s worth of mesmerizing instrumental reverb

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As a testament to Silkworm, a decade-plus existence has not resulted in a truncated amount of inspiration and vitality. Though the casual listener might not hear a great deal of difference from their previous three studio records, they're actually skipping merrily on that ever-treacherous tightrope concept: "Stay the same but change." That line they are prancing on can't be walked upon by many

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Finding a deep foundation in rhythmic post-punk and almost-funky basslines from Tim Midgett, In the West successfully dislocates Silkworm from obvious influences. A three-headed songwriting team -- matched with love for vaguely danceable beats and occasional guitar cacophony -- liken them to Mission of Burma, but nothing here truly sounds like them. But similar to Burma, the pointiness of the

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Out of all Lee Ranaldo's solo projects, East Jesus is one of the most open and listenable. A collection of lo-fi home recordings, the album captures the Sonic Youth guitarist at both his most accessible and his most experimental, ranging from soundscapes to quiet, meditative pop/rock songs. It's the least mannered of all of his solo releases, which makes it his most rewarding album.

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With Steve Albini at the production helm this time out, 18th Dye took even more of a turn toward a Pixies/Nirvana/Wedding Present-style sound. Such influences had been present before, but now they're clearly brought to the fore, as the soft/loud/soft roar of the opening instrumental, "Glass House Failure," demonstrates. As before, though, the trio are able to avoid doing a simple rehash,

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Conduct features 17 tracks of drawling indie-rock, with a smattering of minimal country-tinged ballads. It's definitely a bipolar release, switching between these two forms on a track-by-track basis, but the songs that work best are those that manage to incorporate both veins ("Straddle"). The most charming aspect of Conduct, however, is its thoroughgoing simplicity -- even through occasional

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As if their acronyms didn't get mixed up enough already, this tongue-in-cheek split EP features both Girls Against Boys and Guided By Voices going at it live in a radio station's studio under one banner. For an intentionally slapdash charity event, this one's actually not bad. Girls Against Boys get in the first four tracks, and between the gruff sonic muscle of "Vera Cruz" and the commendably

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The live Crying Your Knife Away -- not a bootleg, but a well-distributed, band-winked-at semi-official release -- originally appeared on double LP in 1995 and was released on CD in 1998. It finds these then suddenly fashionable veterans drunk (causing quite a few flat notes from singer Robert Pollard) and raucous at Columbus, OH's Staches on June 18, 1994. In fact, the band was even more

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A collection of 5 live sets spanning from 10/02/07 to 03/22/08. These shows were performed around the time of Solar Bridge so the material on here is of a very similar ilk. If you've never heard Emeralds before, this isn't a bad place to start. They are a group of upstanding youngins who can essentially do no wrong. They have successfully internalized the teachings of Cluster & Terry Riley and

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Who knows what exactly prompted it, but one of the most unlikely box sets/multi-disc collections ever put out surfaced in 1994 courtesy of a co-release between Thurston Moore's Ecstatic Peace! and Byron Coley's Father Yod label -- and even got distribution via Warner Bros. at that! Covering the years in question, 1974-76 is an exhaustive three-disc overview of Destroy All Monsters' little-known

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It isn't just that the four credited lead players are together, it's also that Robert Wyatt and (if one is excited by such a thing) Mike Oldfield are helping out as well. The whole result should have been a mind-blowing example of one moment of twisted brilliance after another, captured for the ages. And is it? Well, close enough. The week's rehearsal mentioned in the liner notes seems to have

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A single from Yo La Tengo's masterpiece "Painful" album. Side A is the rock version of "Big Day Coming" and side B is a stunning live rendition of "Double Dare" that is quite a bit different than the album version.

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A super limited tour only 12" from The Dead C's short but sweet 2008 US tour. Two instrumental cuts that are quite a bit weirder and dronier than anything that has appeared on recent albums.

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While 448 Deathless Days had been his formal solo vinyl debut, Fisk had released a series of cassettes via K and other labels throughout the '80s. Over and Thru the Night cherry-picks them for a fine sampling of his rougher beginnings, exhibiting all the fun and off-kilter sonics of his later work with slightly less crisp recording quality. The opening track, "I Wish I Were Dead," is a

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In celebration of the upcoming reunion of the classic line-up of Guided By Voices (Bob Pollard, Tobin Sprout, Mitch Mitchell, Kevin Fennell & Greg Demos) I have put together this two disc 60 track collection spanning the time period this line up will be covering during their reunion tour. To put it quite simply, I firmly believe that GBV's highly prolific output from 1992-1996 would stack up

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While fans of the Stooges are by their nature a hardy breed, this set is the ultimate litmus test to separate casual admirers from the truly obsessed: 1970: The Complete Fun House Sessions is a six-CD set that contains every single sound the Stooges committed to tape while making the album Fun House. False starts, mikes going haywire, bad jokes, Iggy Pop imitating a wrestler, Ron Asheton and

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Part of LTM's early-2008 reissue series of a slew of Durutti Column releases that had originally appeared on Crepuscule, Live in Bruxelles was the sole "new" release, though as the title indicates it's actually an archival tape seeing official light for the first time. Taken from a radio soundboard recording done for broadcast, the set is a mix of tracks from The Return of the Durutti Column, the

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Released after the duo formally called it a day, Yellow Swans' literal swan song found the two still exploring their way through often majestic drone -- if the roots of the band had always been as much in uncontrolled experimentation as in serene contemplation, here the two sides found a fine fusion. It's evident from the start with "Foiled," where a buried mantra of a melody is surrounded by

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An unjustly overlooked piece of mid-'90s indie rock, the final album by the Kentucky-to-New York transplants Antietam has it all: fiery playing (frontwoman Tara Key is one of the great guitarists of her generation), powerful songs, and enough diversity to keep from sounding like one noisy guitar rave-up after another the way that, say, Dinosaur Jr.'s albums often did. Key's guitar playing most

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Mute celebrated Can's 30th birthday with the release of the Can Box. Formed in Cologne, Germany, in 1968, the feckless sound experimenters went on to reach the lofty cult and seminal status of bands like the Velvet Underground and Mothers of Invention. The three-item box contains a double CD of live music recorded from 1971-1977; a book of history, interviews, reviews, and photos; as well as a

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The highly improvisational Spasm Smash put Trumans Water on the indie rock map, nestled cozily between Superchunk and Polvo. The 20-track disc opens with the chaotic and energetic "The Aroma of Gina Arnold." The song's fierceness is heightened by Glen Galloway's wavering vocals (including the line, "They said all youth was dead, how could they know/Your plastic culture sucks, and it's gonna blow!

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The story of the Monks is one of those rock & roll tales that seems too good to be true -- five Americans soldiers stationed in Germany form a rock band to blow off steam, and after starting out playing solid but ordinary R&B-influenced beat music, their songs evolve into something that bear practically no relation to anything happening in pop in 1966. If anything, the Monks were far wilder than

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If the Beakers had been in New York, they would have been hobnobbing with Liquid Liquid and the Contortions; put them across the water in the U.K. and Martin Hannett would have been producing their Factory single while A Certain Ratio tried to steal their drummer. Though cut from the same nervous, funky post-punk cloth as those contemporaries, the Beakers were from Seattle, which in 1980 wasn't

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The C&B is short for Cat & Bells Club, a brief precursor that would soon be transformed into the inestimable poetics of The Shadow Ring. Studious fans of the band's releases may recognize this name from the whimsical word search found on the back cover of their 1995 7', 'Some Of Us'. Ah, finally; mystery solved & now all the ducks are on the pond.While early Shadow Ring managed to fuse equal

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The debut 7" from Orland, California’s Nothing People. Although they've gone on to do greater things (in particular 2009's Late Night) this release is not without it's great moments. Twinkie Defense” which pairs dirty Iggy-style vocals with a twin guitar attack that flanges unnervingly throughout like a warped Space Ritual. The next two tracks slow things down a bit and both sound a bit like

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With the exception of the Melvins, at the point Sub Pop 200 was released the label had virtually every important Seattle band on its roster. Here 20 bands get to strut their stuff in the premainstream alternative rock world. And many of the bands that helped alternative rock reach its popularity are represented here, including Soundgarden, Nirvana, Screaming Trees, and Green River (which would

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Suki Hawley's low-budget debut follows the fictional band Truckstop on a makeshift tour from Louisville to Chattanooga to Memphis. Couched in the lo-fi language of the young and the restlessly noisy, the disc does much the same, bringing together tracks by Louisville's late, great Rodan, Chattanooga's Big Heifer and Boondoggle, and Memphis's mighty Grifters. It adds tracks by gritty New York

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Sensacao Do Principio is the third release proper from Tropa Macaca and their first with an American label. Their previous efforts on Ruby Red and Qbico were magnificent (though hard to find) efforts of blotted, aural sci-fi codifications somewhere between Anar Band and Blues Control. The two-track full-length continues their foray into post-psychedelic instrumental morphine, where Moolah's LP

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Wisecrackin' Jason Loewenstein may be considered the lesser of the two Sebadoh singer/songwriters (his stuff is less-directly melodic and catchy than the more celebrated/prolific Lou Barlow), but he's certainly penned his share of primo stuff ("Careful," "Prince-S," "It's All You"). His band's been laying low since the oddly disregarded The Sebadoh three years ago, and while Barlow has kept busy

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In his excellent book England's Dreaming, Jon Savage refers to Pick a Dub as "the greatest dub album ever, twelve cuts, all fantastic." It's easy to concur with Savage's assesment, with the lone caveat that there are some Lee Perry and King Tubby sides that might be as good. That caveat notwithstanding, Pick a Dub is sensational, arguably the crowning achievement of Hudson's career. In fact,

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What might have been simply seen as an agreeable enough debut album has since become something of a notorious legend because Kraftwerk, or more accurately the core Hütter/Schneider duo at the heart of the band, simply refuses to acknowledge its existence any more. What's clearly missing from Kraftwerk is the predominance of clipped keyboard melodies that later versions of the band would make

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Featuring the skilled popcraft of Bob Pollard (Guided By Voices), Chris Slusarenko (Guided By Voices), John Moen (The Decemberists) , this four-song offering follows the bands three full-length albums and gives us a new window into what powerful pressure-cooker pop can mean in the modern age.Taking a page from the Rough Trade catalog, and echoing the sneery bombast of the Fall or mid-period Wire,

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My pals Max Burke and Tim Bugbee have put together an excellent 3 part recap for Prefix Mag covering the All Tomorrow's Parties event that occurred over Labor Day weekend in Catskills, NY. You can check it out hereBe sure to also check out Tim's website for some absolutely stunning photography

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7 months and 10,000 broken promises later this blog is finally back up and running. I know it's probably been frustrating but please understand that other "real life" obligations have kept me from being able to keep up with this blog. I am now in a much more stable situation so you can expect this blog to be updated with the same regularity that it used to be. New podcasts and other surprises

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The official bootleg In Tokyo documents a surprisingly tight July 1994 show which offers an intriguing mix of favorites ("Rebound," "Soul and Fire," "The Freed Pig"), new material ("Beauty of the Ride" and "On Fire," which appeared two years later on Harmacy), relative obscurities ("Plate o' Hatred," "Sing Something," "Soulmate"), and telling covers (Flipper's "No Tears," Pussy Galore's "Kill

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The TV-obsessed, acid-casualty intergalactic Mormons known to all as the Outer Spacist return for another dose of Black Randy-fronting-the Alice Cooper Band bubblegum psychedelic punk. This is a more polished recording than their previous single, but it's clear the band is still turning out punk rock in the vein of Simply Saucer by taking cues from "Before the Golden Age" type pulp sci-fi, soul

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To enter the world of the Shadow Ring is to enter a surreal anti-world of bizarre song structure. Lighthouse will rank with Trout Mask Replica and Tago Mago as both one of the most avant garde and the most eccentric double LP's of all time. Unlike those two records, Lighthouse features no instrumental pyrotechnics, instead relying

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Another long-thought-lost gem from the Fela Anikulapo Kuti archives, Open & Close was originally released in 1971 and, in the manner of He Miss Road and Fela's London Scene, is a total groove-fest loaded to the gills with raucous horn blowing, ferocious percussion (once again, Tony Allen take a bow), and song lengths over ten minutes. By this point, Fela could do no wrong when it came to

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A haunting psychedelic oddity that's sort of a timewarp meeting place between the Byrds, Dick Dale, Hendrix, and the Velvet Underground. With their raw garage attack and over-the-top enthusiasm for feedback and wah-wah, the Index were very much of their time; with their brooding minimalism and savage, almost experimental electric guitar electronics, they sound oddly contemporary. Highlighted by

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A blistering live album, especially in genuine mono (the re-channeled stereo is barely passable) -- and quite simply the finest live rock & roll album of its era, cut live by Diddley and band at Myrtle Beach, SC, on July 5 and 6, 1963. From the opening track (erroneously listed as "Memphis" and credited to Chuck Berry as composer) to the final note, this is some of the loudest, raunchiest

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