First impressions are often the best, so each week we bring you a brief rundown of what is, and isn't, worth your precious damn time after spending oh-so-little time with the latest in music
Delivered with a heavy dose of snark, here come this week's picks:
Jack White fans will eat whatever Jack White puts on the table. For the rest of us, silence may be preferable to this ego-feuled mess. And Jack...keep gospel music out your DAMN mouth.
One thing about the 90’s that most people conveniently forget is how BORING a lot of the music was. Sunflower Bean, apparently, DOES remember this. But they also remember Fleetwood Mac…sans cocaine, which is actually kinda nice.
SAVAGE thrash jazz from right here in the nation's capitol. You know and love the rhythm section of Brendan Canty and Joe Lally, but it's guitarist Anthtony Pirog who you're gonna remember.
Andrews has a huge voice, and, it would seem, an even bigger heart. A little more “dirt” on the tape and this could have been a certified classic, but that aside, we all need a fix of the high-and-lonesome sometimes, and Andrew’s stash is potent.
Braxton has been gone for a while (8 years!) but low-key cheezy R&B never really goes out of style, so let’s get it on?
Go ahead and educate yourself. You deserve it.