More of an audio diary than a review, or critique. Each post is a product of the whim of my Sunday morning.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
(Dawning of a New Era)
Very few records sound as much like summer to me as this gem. I am so ready. Bring the waves that bring the waves.
...1, 2
!
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Grass Widow
just enough punk
just enough garage
just enough sass
just enough brass
art rock extrodinaire(s)
makes for a great late morning sunday listen. thanks ladies.
just enough garage
just enough sass
just enough brass
art rock extrodinaire(s)
makes for a great late morning sunday listen. thanks ladies.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
OFF! - OFF!
I haven't been this stoked on a band since Jawbreaker.
Nostalgic sound of early LA punk, with a hardcore backbone. Effing sick !
FUCK YEAH!
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Grails Deep Politics
A perfect combination of all the things I like about Three Mile Pilot, with hints of Cars Get Crushed and a solid dose of some bluesy blue grass steeped in homemade, high grain alcohol. Dark, backwoods shit with a touch of real city guitars. Bringing the all instrumental space jams for the brain.
And a tasty etch on side D
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Sunday, April 22, 2012
The Inflated Tear
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Tragic Animal Stories for a Sunday Morning

In this 2nd foray into experimental, atmospheric music making of the great Eric Bachmann, the whimsical vibe of vibes in The Horrible Truth About Plankton and the inevitable death present in When Sharks Smell Blood defines a range of feeling. The gamut of moods is consistent throughout. Love the ride. Happy Sunday.
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