We return to the Footlights Theater in Orlando to re-experience the original “Ladies Of Eola Heights”

It’s easy to suspect Ray LaMontagne came from a recently unearthed time capsule documenting the folkie scene of half a century ago.

The extremely productive Messer Chups hails from St. Petersburg, Russia, and is currently going through some very heavy surf.

It’s been 45 years since Chrissie Hynde initially hit her stride with the Pretenders, and she hasn’t slowed down for anybody since.

Matt Sharp and The Rentals have always attracted a stellar cast of musicians to help them assemble their popsong symphonies.

The Fifth Dimension lets Jeffrey Schweers travel up, up and away in a new Wax On!

Billy Martin’s drumming makes me think of oxymorons like “precisely sloppy” and “intensely casual” and “red hot chill out”.

Soul jazz ensemble The Greyboy Allstars have been around so long they have grown into their name.

The world of Khruangbin is made up of velvet sunsets, shimmering dunes, and cool river rocks. There’s also a guitar, some drums, and a bass. And lately, vocals.

Part of what will be known as the Great Australian Psychedelic Expansion, Bananagun is more incense and lava lamps than strobes and smoke machines.

No need to worry about offending delicate sensibilities with this playlist. We’re not talking about profanity, so just take the title at face value.

Jade Hairpins don’t care about your repetitive song structures, man. That’s not how you cram five albums’ worth of material into less than forty minutes.

Sound Salvation takes on current events with a playlist addressing the current fight for racial and social justice in America and the battles playing out in the streets in the aftermath of the death of George Floyd.

Following a proud tradition of weird Australian pop, The Stroppies give us the sort of incisive harmonic jangle the world needs right now.

There is no shortage of consuming urgency to the sound of this UK trio called simply Shopping.

Coriky is three musicians crumpling up their resumes, throwing them to the floor, and showing you exactly what they can do.

Habibi is what happens when you spill solvent on the psychedelic garage / surf music / girl groups section of your record collection.

Katie Crutchfield, performing as Waxahatchee, has been slowly and steadily building her repertoire and now her talent is overflowing her banks.

Double Date With Death are loud and Canadian, and they don’t care if you don’t understand their French howling. They have a double date to get to.

Well into their third decade, G. Love and Special Sauce still sound like they are in no particular hurry to get there.