Category: Rock (Page 124 of 241)

Goldcure: Portuguese Prince

You might think Goldcure is sort of a silly name for a band – and you’d be right – but when you stop to consider that these guys used to call themselves Lillylock Timber, it doesn’t sound so bad after all. The Austin four-piece’s debut album, Portuguese Prince (names are clearly not this band’s strong suit) tries to wed Wilco, Travis, the Verve, U2, and the Beach Boys; as you might imagine, it comes nowhere near achieving its goals, but that doesn’t mean it’s a bad album. In fact, it’s actually surprisingly good – what comes across at first as a rather generic first effort reveals itself, after repeated listens, as a deceptively simple collection of 21st century classic rock songs. The band’s got a knack for stately, slow-building anthems, ringing harmonies, and wide open arrangements – and they lucked out in landing Austin legend Stephen Doster behind the decks, too. Doster, who was working with Pretenders guitarist James Honeyman-Scott at the time of his death, says he heard “unfinished business” when he listened to Goldcure – which, as any self-respecting rock nerd could tell you, is pretty heavy praise for a baby band. Damn if they don’t hold up underneath it, though. Goldcure lacks the immediate power of its influences, but give ‘em a few years – and a few more songs like “Rubber Inside” and “Lucky to See” – and they might just get there. (Sorin 2008)

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Brice Woodall and the Positrons: Sine Wave Sea

They’ve been compared to Radiohead and Wilco, but the only thing Brice Woodall and the Positrons really have in common with either of those bands is that you never really know what they’re going to do next – chords, melodies, and beats are all relative down here in the Sine Wave Sea, and trying to piece together a cogent narrative out of the lyrics is not for the faint of heart. But if they’re guilty of occasionally being too cute for their own good, they’re at least original, and how many times can you say that in pop music? Although it’s hard not to wish they’d stop trying so hard once in a while, or at least come up with something resembling a hook, it’s equally difficult not to respect all the hard work and/or large amounts of interplanetary travel that must have gone into these 11 songs. You can’t dance to it, and it’s only pop music in the loosest sense of the term – in fact, it’s hard to determine just what kind of music it is – but if you’re in the mood to drop in and get way out, you could certainly do worse than Sine Wave Sea. (AEMMP 2008)

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Davina Robinson: The Blazing Heart

Let’s get one thing straight: “Never Good Enugh” might just go down as the best rock tune of 2008. That said, whether or not the world at large catapults Davina Robinson to stardom is anyone’s guess. On this four-track EP, Robinson is billed as “The Rock n’ Soul Chick,” and that’s a pretty good description of her talents. On “Conversations in My Head” she sounds like the female equivalent of both Lenny Kravitz and Terrence Trent D’Arby. The big electric guitars in the mix are definitely what sets Robinson’s music apart from that of others in the “Soul” category. Sometimes, things get a little cliched, as on “Making Love to Your Girlfriend,” whose ‘thinking of another person while getting it on’ sentiments have been done too many times to count before. But overall, this a really solid disc that fans of rockin’ tunes and good singing should easily enjoy. (Plum Wine)

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Mugison: Mugiboogie

Mugison is a weird dude. Of course he is, he’s an Icelandic musician. This is the country that brought us Sigur Ros, Mum and the queen of all things WTF, Bjork. But Mugison is a little different from his decidedly very different musical countrymen. While his compatriots prefer to dabble in the realms of experimental noise, electronica and whatever the hell Bjork is doing right now, Mugison seems determined to keep his decidedly off-center music firmly planted in American-influenced blues rock, making him slightly more accessible than the throngs of batshit crazy artists from the land of puffin. Slightly being the key word, because while Mugison’s latest release, Mugiboogie, is pretty bluesy, it’s still pretty damn weird. The title track, for instance, buries the blues riffs behind a sea of wacky keyboard sounds while the insanely freaky “I’m Alright” pairs up a soundscape of near-random noise with a shocking example of Cookie Monster death metal vocalizing by Mugison, who otherwise maintains a cool, slightly throaty, blues singing style through most of the album. When it all comes together, though, it works beautifully, the best example being the brilliantly abrasive “Jesus Is a Good Name to Moan,” in which Mugison angrily demands his girlfriend tell him who this Jesus guy is and why she’s yelling his name while they do it. Yeah, that may sound funny, but there is no humor in the surprisingly dark and powerful tune. Other highlights include the anti-government “The Animal” and almost-metal “Two Thumb Sucking Son of a Boyo.” This is one wacky album. Fans of Beck and Soulwax should definitely take note of this Icelandic kook. (Ipecac Recordings)

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David Ford: Songs for the Road

When David Ford released his 2006 album, I Sincerely Apologise for the Trouble I Have Caused, we gave him a pass. That’s because his brooding folk/pop was novel, and it was fun to hear a guy like so pissed off showing us just how anger could translate into humorous yet powerful songs. Kind of like, “Take that, bitch.” But this time around, Ford’s Songs for the Road, while more of the same fare, just comes across as, well, bitter. And you’ll be like, “Dude, shut the hell up already.” The British singer/songwriter knows how to craft a song, so we’ll give him that. But this time around, Ford is like an angry James Blunt—well, slightly cooler than Blunt but a little less fucked up than Amy Winehouse. Songs for the Road has two tracks that especially bring out Ford’s inner bitter—“Go to Hell” and the musically uplifting yet slap-in-your-face “Nobody Tells Me What to Do.” Anything beyond that, and you’re going to wish this dude would just go away. And the sad thing, really, is that you know that if David Ford fell in love and wrote some heartfelt songs that reflect that, he could be amazing. But for now, dude just needs to lighten up. (LABEL: RED/Independiente)

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