Mixtape 134 :: Identity Theft
Taking their name from Australian slang for something not good, The Chats are here to strike fear in the hearts of parents and guidance counselors across the globe.
Taking their name from Australian slang for something not good, The Chats are here to strike fear in the hearts of parents and guidance counselors across the globe.
Hey Joe Opus/Red Meat (Trance Blues Festival Records). Review by Michelle Wilson.
A Tribute to Nilsson Volume 1 (Royal Potato Family). Review by James Mann.
The Avett Brothers don’t just appeal to hippies anymore. Their recent Orlando show showcased a genre-defying band with talent beyond their numbers. Jen Cray is a newly born fan.
The return of anti-folk master Paleface piqued the interest of few in Orlando, but those who did turn out for his intimate, late-night performance on a frigid winter night were treated to a rare moment of musical beauty.
Very few musicians can stun Jen Cray stupid with the simple inflections of their voices and the subtle strumming of their guitars. Langhorne Slim and the War Eagles did just that when they gifted a very intimate gathering of us at The Social in Orlando with a performance to be envied by those who missed it.
Langhorne Slim (Kemado). Review by Jen Cray.
With the thirty-fifth anniversary of debut album Whirlpool, UK shoegaze outfit Chapterhouse is back together again and touring the US as part of Slide Away Music Festival.
The Englert theater hosted Little Feat as they embark on their Last Farewell Tour.
Meiko Kaji’s katana is sharp and looking for revenge in Wandering Ginza Butterfly and its sequel, She Cat Gambler, a stylish pair of early ’70s action films.